Standing with Henry on the bathroom tiles, every hair on my body stood on end.
The room was warm, but I felt a chill run through me. I couldn't stop shaking.
Henry suddenly stepped toward me.
"If you're going to serve me," he said with a teasing smile, "at least look me in the face."
I turned around and saw him standing under the showerhead, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.
There was amusement in his eyes, and I could tell he was doing it on purpose. I tightened the mask on my face.
"I'm turning on the water. Please step forward a bit."
Henry obeyed, moving forward slightly. As the water splashed over his body, I could clearly see the muscles ripple across his chest.
He inhaled sharply, a low groan escaping from his throat.
"Oh… it's freezing!"
I chuckled.
"Sorry, sir. My m
