She did not mind ogling him as if it was alright for her to check his husband oozing sexiness at three in the morning.
Her eyes traced the same drop vanishing inside the towel and suddenly she realised what she was doing.
Trying not to be so embarrassed, she lifted her eyes to his lips, but not to his eyes.
“What happened? Are you alright? Why were you taking a shower at this time?” still not looking at his eyes, but instead noticing the subtle beards on his sharp jawline, she enquired.
Or rather tried distracting herself.
Vihaan was not at all pleased with himself. The way her eyes were scanning him shamelessly, he was hard again.
It had taken him fucking thirty minutes to calm down and mere eyes of her on him and he was hard again!
Ahh, she was his death for sure.
“Is there any time prescribed for taking a shower” Getting irritated at himself, he did not notice the irritation in his tone and walked past her toward the wardrobe.
