BRITTANY'S POV
I lost my breath and my ability to speak at that moment. I couldn't help the way my eyes swept their way over Zayne's body.
I couldn't look away from where the towel hung loosely around his waist. His torso which was glistening with water looked even more impressive than I remembered.
I told myself that I knew every single line and crevice. I had traced it with my hands and I was sure I could identify some scars with my eyes closed and just my hands but it still felt like I was seeing it all for the first time.
Time seemed to suspend as we stood across from each other staring.
It felt awkward and at the same time not so awkward. I couldn't explain it but it felt like we were lovers reunited after long, heartbreaking months away from each other.
It didn't make any sense
