"You can't just do that?!" I yelled frantically at the half naked godly shaped man standing in front of the bathroom door. His towel wrapped loosely around him and water dripped from his hair down to his jawline then dripped and trickled down his chest. My eyes lingered on it until it met the edge of the towel. I feel the heat grow in by my ears and I could tell my face was red. Not that this was my fault. Oh god I'm staring. "But you like it though." He states calmly, shutting the door behind him and coming towards me. I immediately turned my back and prayed he stopped walking. His cold, soaking body pressed against my back and his warm breath traveled down my neck which instantly sent shivers down my spine. Fuck he knows I hate when that happens. "You love staring at me and imagining the things that we can do. The wild things we can do. The places we can go." "I am not going anywhere with you." I state with all the courage I could find. He chuckles. "I wasn't talking about me ash." He says, pressing his body further against my back and using the nickname he gave me. "I was talking about you."All Rights Reserved