Rohan left Belle in the chamber a few minutes before the servants came in with her baths.
She'd watched him pull away from her and flung aside the sheet he had draped over them when she had fallen asleep in his arms. He got off the bed, and when he stood to his feet, her breath caught in her lungs at the sight of his bare form.
For a moment, she thought she saw him stagger, but she assumed it was just her eyes playing tricks on her. He quickly balanced himself and reached for his clothes on the floor.
His nakedness had made her flush so deeply it burned her skin. She'd never truly seen a naked man if it wasn't for that book. He did not bother to hide his body—he had nothing to hide, actually, because he was glorious from head to toe. And to her shame she couldn't tear her gaze away from him.
