C55 True Mate

Raven stepped out of the bathroom, steam curling around her like a second skin as she walked into the bedroom. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a golden hue over the room, and her damp hair clung to her shoulders. Dressed in nothing but one of Damien’s black t-shirts that barely reached mid-thigh, she made her way to the bed.

Damien was propped up against the headboard