Siersha now stood naked.
Her back was to me.
My heart skipped a beat.
Steam curled around her bare skin, droplets tracing the curve of her spine, slipping over her hips, down—
Don't look. Don't look. Don't—
I looked.
Shit.
Even though I could only see her back, it was still too much.
Siersha had an amazing figure—I'd never deny that.
She quickly crossed her arms, covering herself as she turned slightly.
"Close your eyes," she mouthed, barely moving her lips.
I forced them shut, but the heat crawling up my neck betrayed me.
'Inna!'
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'I will tell you later, first can you please mask my presence?'
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'Just do it.'
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The sound of her shifting echoed in my ears.
"You're being weirdly quiet," Zenith called over the rush of water.
Siersha turned on her shower, and the cold spray hit me first.
