Leandro had just come in from swimming, his hair still dripping with water. The droplets at the ends of his hair slid down the man's chiseled cheeks and finally dropped to the ground.
He was wearing a bathrobe, but it was draped casually, with the neckline almost open, revealing most of his clearly defined muscles to Charlotte.
"Have you finished your breakfast?"
Charlotte quickly averted her gaze, "Just finished eating."
Damn!
No comparison, no harm!
Lived under the same roof!
She didn't finish her breakfast until nine o'clock, by which time Leandro had already gone for a round of exercise and come back!
No wonder he had such a good figure, while she couldn't even get a vest line!
She was such a noob!
Leandro nodded, picking up the bathrobe to wipe his hair.
Due to his movement
