I kicked the door shut and turned, my eyes making a quick sweep of his room.

It was exactly like mine. Same design, same light blue painted walls, same queen-sized bed. The only difference was probably the view from our windows since they were on opposite sides of the house.

I walked over to the dresser to place my phone on it and draped my towel over the back of a chair. When I turned back around, I caught him watching me with calculative eyes. My presence was probably throwing him. Good.

Putting an extra say in my hips, I walked slowly over to him. I ran a finger down...