Chapter Twenty Five

I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, nervously deciding what to do with my hair. I put it up and took it down three times, finally deciding to leave it down. I ran my hands through my curls before analyzing my outfit in the mirror. I thought that the lingerie set looked good on the mannequin, but I didn't realize how provocative it'd look on me. The part that covered my breasts were see through and the thong made it look like I wasn't even wearing bottoms. I felt completely exposed.

I sucked in a breath, turning on the faucet and quickly patted water on my face. Finally gaining the courage, I opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. The floor was cold in the hallway from the bathroom to the master suite so I sped walked to the bedroom. The door was open, and Callum was sitting on the bed in a black wife beater and gray boxer briefs. His hair was tousled like he'd been running his fingers through it, and his face was slightly flushed. I had a feeling he was just as