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Adrien's smirk grew wider, slow and oh-so-cocky, as he tossed the towel onto a nearby chair and ambled a few steps closer. The soft glow from his bedside lamp lit up his defined chest in a way that made it hard to focus.
"Couldn't stay away, huh?" he teased, his voice low and rough with amusement. "You even climbed into my bed. Bold move, Noah. I'm flattered."
I whipped my head away so quickly that my damp hair slapped against my forehead. I was trying to hide the blush that was definitely turning me as red as a ripe tomato.
God, at this point I hated my face just for that trait alone.
"Oh my God, get your head out of your ass!" I snapped, waving a hand in his general direction without actually looking at him. "And for fuck's sake , throw on a shirt."
