CHAPTER FORTY FOUR

I stepped out of the bathroom, the towel hanging loosely around my neck as I rubbed my damp hair. The cool air hit my skin, but my attention was quickly drawn to the figure sitting on the edge of the bed with her gaze fixed on me.

It was Maya.

At first, her mouth was wide open, taking in every inch of my body and I wondered if this was the first time she had ever seen a man in just a towel. But when she met my eyes, her attention snapped back to reality and she quickly lowered her head.

Now, she looked a bit nervous, her hands fidgeting with the hem of the red nightgown she wore.

Oh, fuck! Not this, Morgan.

My fist clenched around the towel as I recognized the nightgown and I didn’t even need to be told as it was obvious that it didn’t belong to her.

The night wear she was wearing was too tight, pressing against her body and she seemed to be struggling to breathe comfortably in it. If I could remember correctly, his red gown belonged to Ashley as I was the one who personally bought i