Selena froze, her mind reeling, as Zavier turned and walked into the bathroom.

A moment later, the sound of water rushing through the pipes filled the silence, mingled with the occasional low, husky notes of a man's voice...

Selena was no stranger to life's complexities. She was a grown woman. She could guess what Zavier was doing in there.

Roughly twenty minutes later, he emerged, clad in a standard white robe. The neckline gaped just enough to reveal ...