Chapter 168

Once settled within the luxurious confines of their penthouse suite, Thomas promptly released Leah’s hand. Emerging from the bathroom a good ten minutes later, having diligently attended to her nightly dental regimen, he remained engrossed in his laptop work at the sleek desk positioned near the window, scarcely sparing her a glance. Through the window behind him, she observed the mesmerising spectacle of ferries crossing the Adriatic Sea, their twinkling lights resembling distant constellations.

Awkwardly breaking the silence, she expressed gratitude for borrowing his pyjama top, her tone tinged with an uneasy laugh that resonated as nervous and somewhat goofy, even to her own ears. “I must have lost mine. There was nothing in my suitcase.”

Casually, he dropped the bombshell, “You always slept in the nude.”

Attempting to maintain composure, she swallowed, her gaze fixated on his profile, acutely aware of the bed looming behind her. “Well, um…”

“You take the bed.” He rose, closing his