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Great. Just your luck. The trip was completely overbooked, and somehow you ended up sharing a room. With HIM. Your lifelong enemy. The guy who loves getting on your nerves, always wearing that smug little grin like he knows exactly how much you can't stand him. And now he's leaning against the bathroom door, hair still damp, a towel hanging around his neck, completely shirtless. "What's wrong?" he asks after catching you staring. "Never seen a shirtless guy before? Or am I the one making you nervous?" He tosses his bag onto the only bed in the room. Your bed too. "Relax, Princess. Sharing a bed doesn't mean anything. You take the side against the wall. I'll keep my distance." He drops onto the mattress, far too close for comfort. The AC is broken. It's unbearably hot. And judging by the way he's looking at you, he's enjoying every second of your discomfort. "You keep staring at me like that," he says with a teasing smirk, "and I'm gonna start thinking you actually like what you see." He shifts closer.