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OLIVIA

My fingers curl around the towel, holding it so tightly that my knuckles turn white. I try to steady my breathing, but my heart is beating so fast I can barely think straight. I can't think of a single word to say. I can't think of a single move to make. I just stand there, frozen in place, trying to make sense of what is happening.

I force myself to meet his gaze, staring into his deep brown eyes. I can't hold his gaze for long.

Aiden studies me, his eyes trailing over my face, my lips, my body.

I don't like how he seems to undress me with his eyes, like he is staring right through me. I can feel myself growing more and more nervous, even though I know I should not be. I should be mad at him. I should have been boiling with rage. But, all I can manage is a feeling of frozen anxiety.

Aiden folds his arms over his chest."Are we just going to stand here and stare at each other?" He asks, a smirk playing on his lips.

My brows knit together. He is the one staring at me like he ca