Arielle turned around to look at him subconsciously, only to find that there was only a towel wrapped around his lower body. There was nothing covering his muscular figure. A droplet of water slide down his toned abs and fell onto the towel…
Immediately blushing, Arielle averted her gaze guiltily and asked, “Why aren’t you wearing anything?”
“I didn’t bring any clothes,” replied Vinson matter-of-factly.
“Let me open the door…”
Not wanting to meet his gaze, Arielle took a step forward, about to open the door. However, Vinson pulled her into his arms in the next moment. His warm body pressed against her back. It was as if the air was charged with passion and seduction.
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