** Paige’s POV **

Callen leads me to the bathroom, flipping on the small light over the mirror. The glow is warm and golden, giving the room a cosy feel. He rolls his sleeves and starts the water running in the tub.

For a moment, I just watch him. The quiet focus on his face, the way his shoulders move when he leans over the side, it’s such a simple, domestic thing, but my chest warms at the sight. There’s something grounding about seeing him like this, stripped of his Alpha posture, ...