The cool, night air lingers on your face as you creep around Tannyhill. Your pouge friends have put you up to the task of taking back the cross after Rafe and his father stole it. They thought you would be the best bet because of your past relationship with Rafe. He clearly didn't hate you after the breakup. You were the only pouge he could partially stand.

The truck that was storing the cross is parked on his massive driveway, but you needed the keys. The front door was open, so you slithered in and hoped he wasn't downstairs. The house was dimly lit up by the moonlight shining through the windows. You walk up the stairs carefully, making sure not to make a creak. As you reach the second level, you hear the shower running.

You had to make this quick.

You open the door to his bedroom and look around for where he could have put the keys. You look on top of his nightstand and then in the drawer.

"There you are." You mutter under your breath and shove them into your pocket.

Just as you're heading to leave, you hear the shower stop and steps towards the door. There was no way you could flee and not get caught, so you made a new plan. Distraction

Without much thought, you pull your shirt over your head in a panic and throw it somewhere onto the floor. Leaving yourself in a bra and shorts. The door opens, and Rafe emerges in a towel wrapped around his waist, water droplets lingering on his moist skin. He stands there in disbelief, and some approval fills his expression.

"Y/n- what are you doing here?" He tries to hide his smirk, but you can tell he's looking at your exposed skin.

"Uh- I just wanted to see you." You stand there nervously, taking in his state. He looked good, too good for your liking.

Maybe the mission could wait...