“Liam… what are you saying?” Alina asked, her cheeks burning as if someone had set fire beneath her skin.
“What?” Liam tilted his head slightly, his lips curling into a teasing smirk. “You don’t want us to bathe together? Come on, sweetheart… I want to see everything about you.” He gently rubbed her chin with his thumb. “There’s no need to be shy. I am your boyfriend.”
And before Alina could gather a single thought, he began unbuttoning his shirt.
Each button slipped free under his fingers, revealing more of his warm, toned chest.
Then his smooth, defined abs.
Then the firm lines of muscle that flexed naturally with his movements.
When he shrugged the shirt off completely, Alina felt her breath die in her throat.
The food on the dinner table earlier didn’t even compare to the feast
