Holy s**t, that was really f*****g h… no. No. Actually, it wasn’t hot at all. I refuse to find anything about Cain hot. It was nothing.
I blink and try my hardest not to react because I don’t want to encourage him to continue doing stuff like that. Because I don't even want him anymore, so his deep voice and his breath so close to my ear did nothing… seriously.
The reason why I have to cross my legs and move around uncomfortably is because I didn’t dry myself properly after the shower, not because he got me wet with those lame words.
“Whatever, Cain. Shut up,” I growl out, hoping I don’t sound too aroused. But the fucker smirks like he knows and he opens his mouth to say something else, until he gets interrupted.
"Hello, people! King Jax is back and his butt is now clean," Milo anno
