Unknown Little Secrets

Chapter 16

Unedited. Apologies for the grammatical errors and spelling mistakes!

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(Sasha's POV)

I woke up, stretching, only feeling cold sheets beside me. My eyes weren't even open and I'm already searching for LeRoy. Realising that no one is beside me, I sat up letting the cover fall. Looking at my naked form, I remembered last night's event, a blush creeping my cheeks. LeRoy's navy-blue shirt was hooked at the side of the headboard, I took it and covered myself with it. His scent still very potent. As I was sniffing and wondering where LeRoy went, he came out of the ensuite with nothing but a towel hanging dangerously low on his hips.

My eyes wondered down low from his chiselled chest to his V line. Honestly, I was hoping for his towel to drop, I wanted to see the reason for the soreness in between my legs.

"You like what you see Kia?" he said huskily as he dried his hair with another towel. I just stared at him, biting my lips as I played with a button on his shirt that I was wearing.

"Kia. Don't do that. You're really teasing me, especially with my shirt being unbuttoned on you. You can't go for round two and we need to focus," he said with a little strain.

I cleared my throat and rushed to his bathroom. Walking was really difficult. The soreness was making sure I noticed it.

I pulled up my hair to tie it into a messy bun, only having my hair tie to snap. "Shit!" I muttered. Groaning I made my hair into a bun with my hair alone, which didn't really help. After washing my face, I decided I had to go to my room if I wanted to clean myself properly. Thanking God that my room wasn't too far from LeRoy's room. I buttoned up the shirt on me and exited the bathroom, muttering curses at my broken hair tie.

A low chuckle distracted me from my small reprimanding session. I looked to the direction of the chortle. LeRoy was wearing navy jeans that were hanging low on his hips and he was still shirtless. I almost facepalmed myself as I only realised the intricate designs that were all over his chest and down his left hand, touching his wrist. I gawked in awe. "When did you litter yourself with such artwork Savio?" I blurted out.

"I got my first ones when I left overseas to study and it simply grew from there," he simply explained.

I walked near to him, tracing him with my eyes. Trying to memorise every single pattern and words. There was one thing that caught my eye and I couldn't muster the courage to ask him. My hand instinctively went over his chest, over where his heart laid. A soccer ball with the wording "my defender". I stared at it, tracing the snowflakes around it. Goosebumps appeared on his skin, "That's my first tattoo. I added the snowflakes when mom was talking about you, how gorgeous you were at the winter formal that I couldn't attend. Lekaa sent me a picture of you and her. You looked like a queen, my ice queen but mom said you looked like Snow-white. Nevertheless, you were absolutely stunning. So, I decided to add the snowflakes around the soccer ball. You should know why I have a soccer ball over my heart," I simply listened and nodded my head.