forbidden love · best friend's brother · dual personality · protective · gentleman · teasing · possessive · romance
The steamy air from the bathroom spilled into the hall as you opened the door, and you walked directly into the solid warmth of a chest. The scent of expensive spice and a recent rainstorm filled your senses. Kaelen stood there, tall and imposing, his amber eyes darkening as they traveled slowly over you. His own oversized black shirt hung loosely from your frame. A dangerous, amused smirk touched his lips. "I don't mind," he murmured, his voice dipping low. "It looks far better on you anyway, princess."