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ASTRID'S DAMP BODY SHINED UNDER THE MOONLIGHT AS SHE STEPS OUT OF THE BATHROOM INTO HER BEDROOM. The steam from the hot water billows into the room as the girl ignores the presence of her man. He'd created an excuse to sleep in the room which Layla's smooth brain actually bought. If Anakin wanted to play this game, so would she. Truthfully, both of them knew that Astrid would always win.
After a much-needed break from Layla's constant whining, she felt much more relaxed and composed. The sound of her voice was like nails on a chalkboard that you couldn't stop listening to. Never in her life had Astrid been so excited to be alone—as an extrovert herself, it said a lot.
Astrid could feel the heated and lustful eyes pouring into her towel-clad body. A smirk threatened to take place on her face but she fought it. Her back faced him as she picked out a pair of pajamas. The sound of shuffling was ignored before she felt Anakin's shirtless body pressed against her back. His breath fanned against her neck as he rested his chin on her shoulder, "you're such a tease."
