The Female Gaze

Calla’s POV

Cleo’s soft, rhythmic breathing was a pleasant whisper in the dark room. Her small chest rose and fell in a steady, peaceful cadence, a stark contrast to the frantic racing of my own pulse. I held my breath as Vaughn quietly, carefully shifted his weight, preparing to rise from the tiny bed. He moved with a surprising grace for a man of his immense size, rolling his broad shoulders an