LOGAN'S POV
I took in the scene before me, my mouth dropping in shock.
"Whoa! Our Amaya certainly is full of surprises," I exclaimed, clapping my hands dramatically.
She quickly grabbed a towel, about to cover herself, but I snatched it from her grip, dropping it to the floor with a smirk.
"What's going on?" Amaya dazedly mumbled, her face flushed in embarrassment.
"Aren't couples supposed to do this? Why aren't we?" I teased, moving closer.
She swallowed hard, avoiding my gaze as her eyes averted to the floor. Her arms clutched her chest, but it did little to hide her—round, perky, tempting bøøbs.
I stared longer than I should have. Just as I was about to lose control, I grabbed the towel from the floor and draped it over her shoulders.
“Dress up, Amaya.” I winked before walking a
