Lila’s POV

We were looking at each other’s eyes. Waters splashing down from my body, he was also getting wet because of me.

I was about to tiptoe to reach for his lips when he took a step backward away from me.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wet your clothes.” I said apologetically.

“No, it’s okay. Don’t worry.” Shaking his head, he answered.

After touring him through the whole room, we’ve decided to divide the room. Our decks are aligned and they face each other.

This is the first time I felt delighted at night. Marcus has already changed to his night clothes. He was wearing a white sando...