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cold tiles of the bathroom wall. It’s a good timeout, at least. Maybe it will clear my head a little bit, make me see things more clearly.
    What the hell am I doing?
    I look at my reflection in the mirror, revealing the sad truth. I look horrible. My hair is hanging in limp strands. My eyes are cold, lifeless and tired, and my body is sagging with the stress and exhaustion. I need a quick shower, I decide on a whim. I strip my clothes off until I’m completely naked and feeling more vulnerable than ever.
    Knowing that Axel is only a door away makes me anxious, but it also makes me horny as hell. I should control my feelings better, otherwise this won’t end well for me. I cannot allow myself to act on these feelings. That would just be another stupid decision. One of many, as it seems...
    I slip inside the shower, finding a new bar of soap, and I unwrap it, grateful for the small mercy. The shower is weak, but at least the water is warm as I rinse my hair and body. It feels so damn good to wash myself after all that I’ve been through. It refreshes me, starts to make me feel a little more like myself again.
    Once I’m done, I wrap myself in a ragged towel. I leave my hair hanging on my shoulders and spilling down my back, dripping wet. I can’t find a bathrobe, and my clothes are all dirty. Even the spare shirt I have is stale smelling, so I throw it in the sink to soak, without even thinking. I haven't considered the fact I was going to end up with nothing to wear.
    “Shit,” I mutter.
    I bite my lip, unsure of what to do. I don’t want to go out there in just a towel. I don’t really have much of a choice, though... And to be honest, the prospect of being almost naked in front of Axel excites me. 
    Stop it, Cherie!
    Shyly, I emerge from the bathroom. Axel is lying on the bed, flicking through the channels on the small TV. He's cursing under his breath about the static. My eyes go to his chest right away. He’s stripped off his T-shirt, and his upper body is now in full view. He has a toned chest and abs so ripped they could cut rock. I realize that I’m just standing there staring, but it’s okay, because so is Axel.
    I can feel his eyes burning my skin as he searches my body. I’ve never been more thankful for a ragged towel. Even though it’s threadbare, it’s enormous and covers most of me up. I don’t know how I’d cope if I really was nude right now.
    I let my wet hair fall in front of my face to hide my blush as I head towards him. “Do you have a shirt I could borrow? I’ve put all my stuff in the sink to wash.”
    It feels embarrassing to ask, but I don’t want to be in this towel all night.
    Axel springs up from the bed, his eyes never leaving my body. He rummages in the closet a second later and hands me a huge T-shirt, one that will probably hang down to my knees. Perfect.
    We face each other, and I can feel my heart beating faster than ever. “Do you mind?” I ask, my voice shaky as his eyes search mine.
    “Do I mind what?” he asks. He’s playing dumb, and we both know it.
    “I’ll go change in the bathroom,” I mumble, but he grabs my wrist before I can leave. His touch is scorching hot on my skin, and a bolt of electricity slams through my system. It's heading straight to the sensitive bud between my legs.
    “You can change here,” he growls. “I’ll look away...promise.”
    His grin is devilish, but he does indeed turn around. He’s only inches away and I feel odd changing so close to him. At the same time, there’s a taste of danger in what I’m doing. If Bridgette knew what was happening, she would slap me silly.
    ‘Keep away from boys that seem dangerous,’ she always used to tell me. It’s a shame that she didn’t take her own advice.
    I let my towel drop to the floor and hurriedly pull on the T-shirt he gave me. I was right—it’s way too big for me, reaching my mid-thigh, a little like a dress. I try to ignore the fact I’m not wearing panties or a