Jealous Natasha.
NATASHA'S POV:-
I was sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for Bryan to call me. He wanted to bathe. And despite all my tantrums, he still went to bathe. He was a stubborn man. The bathroom door opened and I gulped hard. Bryan had stepped out of the shower. He was wearing a pair of sweatpants on the lower half of his body. The upper half of his body was naked.
I could see droplets of fresh water dripping down on his skin and disappearing behind that band on his waist. He had a towel in his hands. He was drying his hair. It took all of my strength to turn my gaze away from his perfectly toned body.
My cheeks burned at the different erotic thoughts that invaded my mind. Until I couldn't take it anymore and decided to point it out for him. "Bryan! You're not
