I take a seat on his bed not being able to take my eyes of his chest. His chest is well toned and the eight abdominal muscles flex when he raises his arms up to wear his shirt.
“Like what you see?”, He asks with a teasing tone. I raise my head to find him looking at me, a smirk on his face.
I feel my face heat at up at being caught checking him out and quickly look away which earns me an amused chuckle from him.
“So?”, He asks, taking a seat on the desk chair.
“So”, I say and he arches his brow amusingly.
“I’m pretty sure you had a reason for coming here”. He says, stifling a laugh.
“Yeah”, I say nodding, distracted by the thought of seeing him shirtless. Who knew he was hiding all that goodness under his shirt all this while. I’ll do anything to see him shirtless again.
“Maisie”,
