|The Tomboy And The Trouble Maker|

Chapter 8:My Eyes Are Up Here You Know?

I slowly open the doors and peak outside, Max is nowhere in sight. I slip out of the bathroom while holding the towel tightly to my body. I look around and spot clothes on his bed, I'm guessing they are for me. A large black long sleeved t-shirt and grey sweat pants with fluffy socks. There is also a hoodie on the side. I smile to myself and take the clothes in my hands while turning back and returning to the bathroom, however in this exact moment the doors to Max's room fly open and he walks in with a black pair of sweat pants on that hung low on his hips, revealing his boxers slightly. The towel is around his neck as he ruffles his hair with it, my eyes are glued to his bare chest, he is shirtless and his chest is fully exposed; I see a hard 8 pack, huge chest, massive biceps, veiny arms and hands. Looks like he took a shower as well.

I tense in my spot.

His muscles flex as he ruffles the material against his hair, he closes the doors and his blue eyes land on me as he drips the towel down on his neck.

"Shit" Funny enough, we both say that out loud at the same time.

He looks focused to keep his eyes where they are, but neither of us move. His eyes then slowly follow along my face and features, scanning through my messy hair that are wet and they wonder down to exactly where my chest is. My eyes wonder down his body as well, nothing I can do about it.

'No way this is happening'

My boobs are quite small, however there is a faint line in between them which catches his attention.

I snap out of it "My eyes are up here, you know?" I point at my eyes while still holding the towel tightly in one hand, and the clothes in the other.

Once again I don't know where the confidence is coming from.

He looks straight into my eyes, the shock now replaced with a cocky grin "I know where your eyes are. Nothing I can do when you're out here looking like that" He licks his lips.

"Like what?"

"Sexy"

"Did you just call me sexy?"

"Are you deaf?"

"Just double checking" I smirk.

"Yes, I did" He winks.

I raise a brow "Thanks?"

He licks his lips again.

"This is your fault" I point to myself.

He rolls his eyes "I know, I forgot, I remembered the moment the water started running. But now I think I kind of did myself a favour, seeing you like this" His eyes roam my figure yet again.

"You done?" I ask.

"No, not yet"

"Should I give you a runway show?" I laugh as I throw the clothes back on the bed and start to walk. The towel still tightly wrapped around me.

His eyes never leaving me and my movements, he smiles under his nose as he leans against his door frame and crosses his hands over his chest.

I get another boost of confidence and without thinking twice I slowly hitch the towel up my tights, the material feels smoothing and delicate as I push it up and reveal a little more skin.

His eyes follow my hands and he sucks in a sharp breath while his eyes widen a little.

I smile knowing what kind of effect I have on him. I push my wet hair back, revealing my collarbones covered in light water drops from my hair.