Bella reached over and ran a hand through his hair, a smile on her face. "I'll bring you back a glass of water; you look like you need it," she teased. He was covered with sweat from head to toe, leaving Bella convinced she'd be doing his laundry before the week of out (because she couldn't trust him to do it).

It took a moment to muster the courage, but Bella eventually dropped the sheet and scurried off the bed, hoping to escape the room before giving him time to stare. For all she thought him handsome, she wasn't fully convinced he thought the same of her.

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