C74 Can I…?

He unbuttoned the last button of his shirt, the fabric sliding open to reveal a faint glimpse of his chest and the defined lines of his abdomen. His gaze drifted toward her wardrobe, surprise flickering briefly in his eyes.

“Can I use your towel?” he asked calmly.

“Uh… yes, sure,” Cleopatra stammered softly.

A faint