Chapter 172
Olivia's Point of View
I opened my eyes with difficulty, greeted by the cold emptiness of the bed beside me. I listened for a few seconds until the rhythmic splashing of water against the floor reached me from the bathroom. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand, and my eyes widened in panic. "Damn, I'm late!"
I kicked off the covers in a swift motion, rising in my complete nakedness, and rushed toward the bathroom with hurried steps. Steam filled the air, and Steve stood tall under the spray of hot water; his body was perfection personified rippling muscles and a commanding height. His wet blonde hair shimmered under the lights like a sunbeam.
"Why didn't you wake me up? I'm late!" I snapped in a reproachful tone.
He didn't say a word. Instead, his powerful hand shot out and yanked me toward him, pinning our naked bodies together under the streaming water.
