You can’t tell me that Cassian hasn’t caught Nesta watching him train and proceeded to pour a bucket of water all over himself. Rendering Nesta to become just as wet when he looses the band from his hair and flings it at her.
“What else does that finger do? What else do those fast hands do?” His mind reels with possibilities.
Nesta uses the same band to tie her hair back when she knows he’s watching her study. Craning and running her hands down her neck before she grabs a goblet of water and pours it down her front. “That’s much better…” she moans loud enough for him to hear. Just as Cassian is about to burst, she removes the band with lightning speed and chucks it toward his not-so-secret hiding place, hitting him in the eye.
“Oh, it is ON!” Cassian thinks to himself as he makes his way to an empty bedroom. Where he spends the next hour, thinking of other ways he and Nesta can tease each other. The house shakes and paintings drop from the walls as a deafening roar is released.