Planning to brush my teeth, I opened the bathroom door and was startled to see Jiang Tian drying off after his shower. The steam and scent of men's body wash filled the space. For some inexplicable reason, instead of fleeing, I stood frozen. Even more shockingly, he let the towel drop casually to the floor instead of covering himself. I was speechless. My eyes were drawn to his body for a moment before they traveled up to the two tattoos on his toned torso and then to the full sleeve tattoo on his left arm. Water dripped from his chest... ________ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.