~60 IN HEAT

Eden Monroe.

I emerged from the steamy bathtub, my damp towel hugging my curvaceous figure. But as I took a step forward, a strange sensation rippled through my body, leaving me feeling unsettled and anxious. I had been feeling this way ever since me and Dorian had started our rigorous training sessions, but I had brushed it off as mere fatigue.

But now, as I made my way to my room with Dorian following closely behind, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was not right. "What's going on with me?" I thought to myself.

As we walked, I could sense Dorian's intense gaze burning into my back. It was like a scorching heat that pierced through my towel and into my flesh, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. I tried to shake off the feeling, but it only seemed to intensify.

Dorian stepped closer, his hand reaching out to touch my shoulder. "I think I should step out, so you can get changed," he said. "You don't have to be shy in front of me."

I nodded, grateful for his concern.