( Penelope's POV )
I was scolding myself inside my head when Graham spoke to me.
" Now you can take a bath. I'm done." he said and I looked at him. Earlier I was frustrated by my action so I didn't notice but now I realized that he was only wearing a towel that hung loosely on his hip. Blood spurted out from my nose. How could he roam looking like that when a woman is with him!
" Are you done staring? Or, do you want to do something else?" Graham's voice reached my ears.
" What are you saying! I-I'm not staring at you. I was thinking something else." I said justifying myself.
" A penny for your thoughts?" he asked, walking near me. He put one hand on the headboard and bent down to reach my level. I gulped my saliva when his face was inches apart from mine.
" Why do I think that someone is being affected by my body?" he said in his husky voice.
" There's nothing like that!" I said flushed.
