Yuna POV
We stood in front of Maximus' car, wearing rubber gloves. He handed me a cloth and began pouring soap into the bucket.
I watched him do that for a few seconds, before he straightened up and glanced down at his damp shirt and jacket.
What are you doing? I nearly choked as he shamelessly pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. His abs now fully on display.
What am I supposed to keep my body trapped in there? He shook his head slightly, a silent way of calling me silly, before reaching for the sponge in the bucket.
Okay, but stay away from me. I muttered under my breath, hoping he wouldn't hear.
He started scrubbing the car with an intense focus, making his muscles flex even more. I hated how often my eyes drifted in his direction.
But soon enough, we were both too
