Ji-woo woke to the throb of a headache, the morning light a harsh intrusion. She pushed herself up from the bed, her mind a blank slate where the end of last night’s dinner party should have been.
Just then, the bathroom door opened. A man emerged, wrapped in a large towel, his skin still beaded with water.
Her eyes landed on him immediately—the breadth of his shoulders, the rivulets of water tracing paths down his toned chest.
“Good
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