Light hit his eyes, and then blue tiled walls, and then Knight, one hand on the shower door, poised to enter.
He’d never seen Knight with a towel around his waist, let alone the gently muscled lines of his legs, the taut curve of his ass, the broadening planes of his back.
I love to read and write stories with characters who slowly fall in love.
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