CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
Third's Pov.
He looked frustrated,calm and beautiful. He kept biting his lips at different intervals and it seemed to be driving Christine over the edge as she dust his room.
His hairy brows kept creasing in confusion, as he ran his hands on his curly hair. His Silver necklace shone brightly to the rays of the beautiful room light, his white shirt hung tightly to him like a second skin and the first three buttons of his shirt were opened revealing a delicious part of his not so hairy chest.
Christine swallowed hard, her eyes were trained on him as she didn't even know what she was cleaning again, she regretted being allowed in here, she hated the fact that her body reacts to his presence, she hated the fact that she likes how good he smells, she likes staring at him ev
