Aquamarine’s POV:
“Well this certainly wasn’t what I expected to see but, I don’t quite mind the view,” I say with a smile, causing the butt-naked male slipping on his tight boxers to stumble forward in shock and fall to the ground too quickly as he tries to pull up his skin-tight briefs as quickly as he can.
Scrambling beside his bed, the Crown Prince of Agrippa turned around to stare at me with wide eyes, his breathing hard, and his face flushed.
“What the hell!” He yells in anger. “Who let you in, and why didn’t you knock?”
“Calm down, there’s no need to freak out.” I wave my hand in the air, stepping forward while I glance around the large room.
Turning my back to the male I give him the chance he needs to pull his pants on and maybe a shirt. Though I prefer him without the shirt
