Zelyn still hesitated to pull the T-shirt wrapped around her body through her hands. She had never thought anything like this had happened. It had never occurred to her before, that a man would tell her to take off her clothes. However, even though she actually refused, her wet suit stuck and made her feel very uncomfortable.
Her skin felt cold and sticky under her clothes, in contrast to the hot skin of the man next to her who had not made a sound or moved since earlier. It looks as smooth as silk and shimmers to dazzle the eyes.
'How could I possibly take off my clothes next to such a dangerous man? Was he really going to keep his promise not to open his eyes until our clothes had dried in the sun? How can I face Axel in just a bra and panties?'
