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Kelsie’s POV
“Connor…” I called as soon as he step out of the bathroom.
Droplets of water is crawling down his upper extremities. My line of sight trace his upper body and down to his trouser which is covered with a towel.
“It’s too early to drool over me, princess,” he chuckled.
A small smile crawl into my face. I stand on my seat and meet him halfway of my room. He rest his hands on the sides of my waist while I hook my hands on his nape.
His cold hands felt refreshing against my bare skin. I am only wearing a silky tank top and every time his hands glides against my skin, I can feel the sensation burning inside of me.
I rake his hair with my finger and cupped his cheeks. I level our faces and tilt my head. My lips are looking for his. Before I can press my lips on him, he
