Chapter 248

Evelina

I reached for my phone to check the time. Just past 8 AM in London. I had a text from Phoebe asking how London was, followed by a string of suggestive emojis. I smiled, typing a quick reply promising details later.

Alaric emerged from the bathroom with a towel slung low on his hips, droplets of water still clinging to his chest. I tried not to stare, but I failed miserably. The white towel