Chapter 195

Chapter 195

Scarlett’s POV

“Hey,” I heard Clay’s voice behind me as I prepared to grill the steak on the stove, I turned toward the sound, and there he was, walking into the kitchen. He

was shirtless, wearing only his shorts, his skin still damp from a shower.

The grime and chaos of the fight had been washed away, leaving him looking refreshed and utterly magnetic. My eyes lingered longer than they should have,

tracing the lines of his muscles before I forced myself to look back at the stove.

Clay approached casually, stopping by the stove to glance at what I was doing. A smirk tugged at his lips.