Bed Buddies

Epilogue {Part Three}

I turned the shower knob off and sighed when it continued to leak. It had been dripping since two days and I hadn't been able to fix it. I asked Ian to do the same but he had been busy since a while because of his exams.

I stepped back to wipe my wet body and then wrap the towel around my waist.

Today was a Saturday and Anne had demanded to go to the carnival this time. For now, Ian had gone out of the house, 'to finish some important university stuff' and I was enjoying some lone time at home sweet home.

I walked out of the bathroom and as soon as I did, there rung three impatient bells in my house. I shook my head hopelessly, Ian must've forgotten something back like he always did.

Since my visitors have always been impatient ones, and since I knew it was probably my forgetful boyfriend, I decided to dress up later and attend the door first.

I walked down the stairs with the towel being the only clothing on my body and went to open the door.

There on the steps stood a distinctly handsome guy wearing a dirty blue shirt and jeans, and a small bag hanging from his hand. His face looked professional but his hair was messy giving him an overall 'bad boy' look.

He cleared his throat making me blush on realising that I had been staring. His eyes quickly scanned me from head to toe and I blushed even more furiously, feeling exposed since I was wearing next to nothing.

"Mr. Lutyens sent me to fix your shower knobs." He spoke sophisticatedly in a thick voice that I instantly admired.

Oh the plumber!

"Oh yeah, come in." I said making way for him.

He stepped inside and I escorted him to the bathroom. All the way up the stairs I could feel his eyes on my back. And I was constantly praying that my towel doesn't fall since it is weirder to walk clutching the towel to my body.

Thankfully, no mishap happened and we reached the bathroom with our dignities intact. Or rather, my dignity intact.

I pushed the door open and gestured inside. He stepped in and began examining the visibly leaking knob. After a minute, he set his box down and bent to rummage through it.

This ass looked firm and round beneath his tight jeans.

I groaned internally and looked away. I shouldn't be doing this. I was in a four month long relationship!

"How long?" The hot voice made a reappearance.

I looked back at the sexy plumber (so typical) and saw him now full on operating on the thing. Did he just read my mind?

I stood there confused till it dawned on me that he's probably asking about the leakage.

"T-two days." I replied, trying not to get turned on by the look of concentration on his face as he did his job.