Chapter 27

Conrad was still shirtless, just wearing a pair of dark grey workout shorts low on his hips. Sweat clung to his skin, running down from his broad chest and tight abs, trailing into the sharp lines of his V-cut-it was a sight that could easily make someone's thoughts go astray. It wasn't even that hot, but he was drenched. Strangely enough, though, he didn't stink. Instead, there was this mix of clean soap and a faintly musky scent-kind of fresh, kind of rugged. Weirdly attractive. He spotted Calliope standing at the door, his brows instinctively pulling together. "Did I wake you again?" Calliope's brain basically exploded. Are you kidding me?! After last night's ruckus, again tonight?! This guy's stamina is unreal! Her face turned beet red. She stammered, "N-No! I just... noticed you hadn't eaten, so I brought something over." She handed him the insulated lunchbox in her hand. "Instant noodles aren't good for you. If this isn't enough, I can bring more. For you guys." "You guys?" Conra