~Hannah~
It's either that darn witch has cursed me or her words are coming to pass. Because why am I feeling so freaking hot on a spring Monday morning?
I leave the room and head to the swimming pool hoping to cool off. Behold a sight I wasn't expecting, but one that sets my body in tingles, greets my eyes. Nathan is in the pool, shirtless. He surfaces, his head above the water. He shakes his head, wet shiny hair drips water down his face. In a very rare picturesque moment, rays of sun appear and settle on his face, and for a moment, my breath hitches. He is fvcking ripped. Like he was born to be freaking hot!
“Hannah? What are you staring at so seriously?”
I jerk. Brenda is giving me the suspicious squint. Where did she appear from?
But thankfully Nathan had dipped back into the poo
