(Lizzie POV)
Feeling fresh and revitalized from the cold and satisfying shower, a sigh of contentment leaves my mouth. The locks of my hair are refreshed and slick from the water, and I obtain a few bobby pins to pin my hair up. Then, I reach for my towel to wrap it around me.
The bathroom is abandoned, and I head downstairs, then something seizes my attention to be drawn to the living room. My eyes catch the sight of the love of my life, sitting on the couch, wearing nothing but his black boxer briefs that give a stunning view of his crotch. The morning light pouring in from the vast windows sets his skin, illuminating his body gloriously well, and my breath hitches.
In his hand, he has a bowl of ice cream, and he licks his spoon right in front of me in the hottest manner possible, his
