My Bossy CEO Husband

Relief flooded her when she found herself in her pajamas, untouched.
Thankfully, Brian had merely held her throughout the night without crossing any boundaries.
The sound of running water reached her ears, and glancing to the bathroom, she froze.
Was Brian taking a shower?
Why had she fallen asleep in his arms?
Rosalynn decided to make a quick exit before Brian emerged, to avoid the impending embarrassment.
However, just as she was about to reach the door, the bathroom door swung open.
Brian stood clad only in a bath towel, drying his damp hair with another.
His chest muscles were impressively defined.
He boasted a chiseled abdomen, a slender waist, and broad shoulders.
Undeniably, his physique was exquisite.
Coupled with his prowess in intimate affairs, certain memories began to flit through Rosalynn’s mind.
Flushing, she quickly averted her eyes.
“I’m leaving,” she said.
Brian, however, stepped forward, blocking her path
“Planning to sneak off after spending the night with me?”
What?
Rosalynn froze, nearly colliding with his chest.
His handsome face bore a teasing smile.

Her heart fluttered, and she took a step back, asking, “When did I sleep with you?”
“Whose apartment is this?” Brian closed the gap between them, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he studied her flushed
face.
“Yours.” Avoiding his gaze, Rosalynn stepped back.