“You’re seriously shivering in disgust, and yet you’re telling me you’d choose to sleep with him over me?” He stood abruptly, his laptop snapping shut with a sharp sound. His footsteps were deliberate as he crossed the room, placing himself directly behind her. She was sitting at the vanity, her fingers deftly twisting a braid. His reflection appeared beside hers in the mirror, a sly smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Told you, you look so much better without all that junk ...