Chapter 61 Thin Line

• Unable to look away, Andrei watched her vigorously dry her lush hair with a hand towel, the thin fabric of her nightie stretching over her barely-there chest, the exposed skin on her arms gently calling out to him, seducing him into breaking all his self-imposed rules.
• Andrei stood up, grabbed the throw blanket and draped it around her shoulders, averting danger and temptation, for the moment at least.
• "What is wrong with you?" Holly snapped, a stormy look in her eyes as she tried to shrug off the throw.