Judy’s POV
Gavin was shirtless with only a pair of sweatpants on. I stared at his incredible body, my mouth nearly watering at the sight of his glistening abs. Glistening because he was coated in sweat, indicating that he’d been here for a while working out. When my eyes gazed up at his form, I saw that he had a towel wrapped around his shoulders, collecting the sweat off the back of his neck. My eyes found his and I saw the confusion and slight glitter of rage in his eyes.
“What are you doing in here?” He asked, his tone low and deadly. I wasn’t afraid of him though; I’m not sure if anything he did could make me truly fear him. But I was conscious that he was angry, and it was my presence that made him this way. It hurt; I wasn’t going to lie.
“I… I was going to work out,” I told him
