Helene froze, her mind going completely blank as she stood by the bathroom door, staring at Caleb with a complicated look on her face.
She had only come in to grab the towel she'd forgotten earlier. She had planned to wait until Caleb, Naya, and Sophia went out so she could quietly retrieve it without awkwardness.
But instead… here she was.
And there he was—still in the bathtub.
Her body stiffened as her wide eyes involuntarily scanned him. From his ridiculously handsome face and deep green eyes down to his perfectly sculpted chest and lean, athletic build, Caleb looked like someone straight off the cover of a magazine.
And then… her gaze dropped lower.
Helene's breath caught. She swallowed hard as her eyes landed on the unmistakable sight of his length, resting lazily between his legs like a sleeping beast.
Her face turned crimson in an instant.