Keagan 's P.O.V

"How long are you going to be gone for?" A voice that managed to grate on my last nerves every single time reached my ears as I packed the last of my shirt into my suitcase.

Taking my time, I pulled up the sides of the suitcase's zipper. Then without looking at her, I moved back to the closet to change out of my towel.

Just as I threw the towel wrapped around my waist to the floor, I felt soft hands around my waist.

"Emma, what the fuck are you doing?" I gritted through my teeth, spiders crawling down my spine at the feel of her...