Reflections of You

After some rustling inside the bathroom, the door finally opens and I almost drop the clothes I'm holding. Kameron only has a towel wrapped around his waist, droplets of water dripping from his hair, down his chest, and disappearing underneath his towel. I try not to follow the path of one of the drops of water. It takes all of my self-control to look him in the eyes and no where else.

I have a boyfriend. Austin. Remember him?

"What do you what?" His voice is somehow even hotter. It's matured now. It's deep and a bit rough.

"What does it look like? I need to shower." I say back, gesturing with the clothes I'm holding.

"Shouldn't you be going to bed?"

"I'm not a little girl anymore. I don't have a set bedtime." I narrow my eyes at him. He's always treated me like I'm his best friend's annoying little sister.

"Yeah, I can tell." He suddenly says, suggestively running his eyes down my body. I try not to shiver from the feel of his eyes on me.

I clear my throat to get his eyes back to mine. "You can move now."

"Oh, can I?" He raises an eyebrow and I glare at him in return. "Relax, little girl, I'm messing with you." He rolls his eyes before walking past me. I can smell the scent of his body soap on him. Fresh, clean, and earthy with a hint of spice.

I can't help but glance behind me and watch him go into his room. I can already tell this vacation is going to be a disaster.

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