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I stare at him as if I've never seen him without a shirt before, as if I've never seen the various tattoos scattered over his chest and arms, as if I haven't traced my fingertips over the ink . It's always a mouthwatering surprise to witness him like this. I press my lips into a thin line as my eyes roam over the hard planes of his stomach, combined with the tattoos, it's the most erotic sight . His skin so tan and smooth, as if it was crafted by the most delicate hands . I swallow, hard.
Exhaling a long breath, I fumble with the hem of my hoodie and then glance to the side, spotting my bag . "I just want to brush my teeth, you know, before sleeping." I mumble weakly and internally scowl myself for sounding so awkward . There's so f*****g reason to be awkward . Riven smiles know
