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... hair, wearing nothing but a pair of loose trousers slung low on my hips. Steam rolled out behind me, warm and damp, and I rubbed the towel over my head as I walked into the hallway.
I hadn’t expected to see anyone because Rhys had barely spoken more than three words to me since I moved in, so I assumed he would be hiding in his room or pretending I didn’t exist.
But the moment I stepped toward the living room, his pine scent hit me.
Great, I thought. He was there. 𝗳𝚛𝗲� ...
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