Chapter 14 God help me...

Caitlyn's POV

I freeze like a deer in headlights, caught mid-stare.

My hand still clutches his dripping shirt, and my gaze is very much not on his face. It's on his abs. His stupid, chiseled, unfair abs that glisten like something from a Calvin Klein ad. And Mia-my sister, my very loud, very unfiltered sister-is standing in the doorway with her m