Zeke’s POV

I walked out of the shower- steaming hot, in nothing but a small towel that draped around my torso, only hiding the essentials and another that I used to dry my hair.

I hummed cheerfully as I dried my hair, lost in my own world after getting discharged from the medic wing finally.

I had no intention of going back to that squeaky clean, nauseous smelling, purely white area ever again, unless totally necessary. How was I to know that today’s activities could land me up in that exact place again !

And it was going to be entirely my mate’s fault.

Pfft !

As I walked in...