A pair of grey eyes stared at her, boring holes into her eyeballs. She should have turned around. Should have run away or even walked out. But, she didn’t. Her feet seemed to be glued to the ground as she stood there with her lips parted, her heart racing, her hands sweaty and her eyes full of lust.
The steam had cleared all the way to the ground and she could see him.
All of him.
She swallowed slowly as she ogled shamelessly. How could she not? The man was a literal s*x god.
His hair was dripping wet, falling to his eyes. His hands hung above him as he placed them on the glass, giving her a perfect view of his hard biceps, his well-sculpted chest, and his abs. It was more than obvious that the man worked out a lot.
It took everything in her not to let her eyes wander down to the memb
