Why did she forget that this beast might still have the key to the bathroom?
Subconsciously clutching the bath towel wrapped around her body, Elly stared at Adam defensively.
Seeing him lower his eyes and chuckling softly twice, he stepped closer to Elly, pinning her against the glass door of the shower.
"Finished showering?"
He lowered his voice, his gaze sweeping over her lovely collarbone.
Seeing Elly gripping the towel tightly, her eyes as wary of him as if he were a thief, the smile in his eyes deepened.
"Elly, I'm having some regrets."
His fingers teased the back of her hand holding the towel, eliciting a tickling sensation that made Elly itch.
"I should have just barged in without a second thought and showered with you."
Elly's face flushed and turned pale alternately because of his words and actions.
Watching Adam's long fingers easily and skillfully unbuttoning his own shirt to reveal a strong and sturdy chest.
