“Something wrong?” I almost jump when hear Rory’s concerned voice from across the room and I turn to him with scrutiny eyes.

“No.” I shake my head, quickly hiding the phone in my purse behind my back.

“You sure?” He raises a brow at me.

My answer runs out of my mouth when he shakes his head into a towel he’s holding in his hand as his muscles flex perfectly. My eyes scan his wet hair that’s dripping down to his chest, which I notice is now bare. I swallow nervously as my eyes follow water that drops on his chest and travel down his flat, muscled stomach, down into...