CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR
“Could you help me with the zip please?” I called out. Why did it have to get stuck midway down my back? After the lunch date, we had lazed around a bit then hit the bowling alley the four of us and only realized so many hours had passed by when Ryan’s mother had called to confirm what time we would be coming for dinner.
Ryan came out of the bathroom bare-chested with only a towel hugging his visible V-shape and a toothbrush in his mouth. How the hell have I not let this man do the dirtiest things to me when he was looking like a whole f*****g meal right now? A naughty smile creeped up his face, making me realize he had noticed my lust-stricken look.
I turned around quickly, my face flushed as he pulled the zipper down deliberately slowly, his index finger brush
