"Sure," Raya said reluctantly, blinking back the water drops on her eyelashes. She'd be plain evil if she didn't let him take cover.

She stared up at the sky, hoping for a miracle. There was no use. The showers were endless.

Leo's heart stopped beating for a second. A wave of sheer anxiety swept over him as Raya's clothes clung to her body. He couldn't help but stare.

He was no different, as the wet shirt clung to his broad chest and biceps. Leo got comfortable beside her, trying to clean off his shoes.

"Careful," he heard Raya say, making sure he didn't slip from all the movement.

His eyes...