Chapter 11

Chapter 11:

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Cathryn slipped into a white shirt that hung well past her thighs, the hem brushing her bare legs with every step.

Water still clung to her hair, dampening the thin cotton until it clung lightly to her frame. The collar sat loose, shifting with her movements. The moment Andrew saw her, something hot and sharp stirred in his chest.

She padded across the cold floor toward him, silent except for the soft drip of water. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, unfocused, as if she were searching for something.

Andrew stood at the end of the hallway, unexpectedly still, and watched as she drifted straight into him. Her trembling form pressed against his chest, her skin still warm from the shower. He tensed immediately.

S𝘁𝗈𝘳𝘪е𝘴 yo𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗇’𝘁 𝗉𝘂𝗍 𝖽o𝗐ո 𝘰𝗇 𝗴𝘢𝗅𝘯o𝘃𝘦𝘭𝗌.𝘤o𝘮