CHAPTER 42
ADRIANNA’S POV
I woke up to the sound of whooshing water and someone groaning as if in pain while in the bathroom. Curious to know who was making that sound and what could be happening, I got up from bed and gently made my way to the bathroom.
Standing by the doorway, a soft gasp escaped my lips on seeing a naked Eric standing under the shower, running a soapy sponge across his torso in difficulty, grimacing in pain.
Even though I was surprised to see him, I couldn’t help admiring his bare form as my gaze roamed the length of his body, unable to look away. It was well sculpted to perfection like a masterpiece of art; he stood tall at almost seven inches, the top of his head nearly brushing against the shower head. Muscles strained effortlessly, rippling like waves underneath
