Early the next morning, Aurelia Shaw was busy in the kitchen.
She glanced at the time, Caspian Parker should be getting up soon.
Aurelia knocked on the door, poking her head inside, "Brother, are you up? Can I come in?"
Caspian stood wrapped in a towel in front of the wardrobe, having just showered.
His wet black hair hung messily, his gaze still heavy with sleep, deep and dark like a cold spring, but the sharpness in his eyes softened when he looked at Aurelia Shaw.
Aurelia entered with a cheeky smile, sitting cross-legged on the bed, resting her chin on her hands watching Caspian dress, quietly amazed by her brother's perfect physique.
Caspian liked wearing shirts, which could look awkward if one's body proportions weren't right, but he had a great physique, and he had a preference for plain clothes.
He might not stand out ordinarily, but undressed his body was surprisingly flawless.
