Chapter 22: Lay Me Bare
Her heart dropped to her stomach. Amelia couldn’t understand why, but she felt ready to hurl.
A woman in a bedroom.
Matteo Montgomery, freshly out of the shower, wrapped in nothing but a towel around his waist.
Even a fool could figure out what they had been up to before Amelia had so rudely interrupted.
Amelia needed to escape. Embarrassment flooded through her body and her toes dug into the floor. There was nothing she wanted more than to bury herself alive so as to hide from the awkward scenario.
"I’m so sorry―!" She had barely even squeezed the words out of her lips before Matteo’s calm voice interrupted her.
"I’ll be back," Matteo said, tossing the words back to the woman in the room without even turning his head. His gaze was locked onto Amelia’s, and his hand on her waist tightened its grip, disallowing her to run away in a panic.
He stepped forward and out of the room, closing the door shut with his other hand. Due to his movements, they were now pressed even closer to one another, and Amelia’s skin burned wherever they touched.
Her heart felt like it was caught in her throat, and she couldn’t even breathe properly with the way Matteo’s gaze was fixated on her. Fresh out of the shower, Amelia’s skin had a subtle pink glow and looked succulent, like a fruit ripe for picking. His line of sight trailed down from her eyes, then to her plump kissable lips, before it reached her long slender neck, and―