Locked directly onto me.
Those dark, possessive, hungry eyes.
Hungry forme.
For a second, I simply freeze, staring right back at him, completely unsure what I am even supposed to do.
He is still dressed the same as he was this morning.
Still looking unfairly good.
Which is definitely not something I should be noticing.
But his face really is beautiful in a rough sort of way. Rugged, masculine… and somehow it suits him perfectly.
Then reality comes crashing back into me and I quickly pull the curtains shut. I feel my face grow hotter by the second.
I press my hands over my eyes and groan.
I can’t believe this.
But then again, he has already seen me naked, so is it really that big of a deal?
My cheeks grow even hotter at the thought.
But then another problem hits me.
Not only is he here at the academy. He is living in the dormitory right next to ours.
And if that wasn’t enough, his window has a perfect view of mine.
Which is incredibly bad.
Very, very bad.
Like, so, so bad.
I start getting ready, connecting my phone to the music before moving to my hair.
I dry it carefully with a soft cotton shirt before working through my curls until they fall exactly the way I like them.
Once that is done, I move on to my makeup.
I never do much with my eyes. Usually not even mascara. My attention always goes to my lips instead.
I really love the contrast of fuller lips and softer eye makeup.
Then comes my favourite part.
Choosing the outfit.
I step into the wardrobe and begin scanning through my clothes until something catches my eye.
I choose a pair of low waisted jeans and a long sleeved silk corset top that cinches my waist perfectly and makes my C-cup breasts look closer to a D.
I put on a pair of high platform heels.
The party might be in the woods, but I am not about to show up wearing flats. It’s still a party after all.
