I slam the door to my room shut in anger. He really does have some nerve to think that he can just show up like that. To show up to the bathroom alone in all his naked glory wasn’t enough. He had to go ahead and open his big fat mouth and make it worse. My anger is almost enough to stop me from thinking about all that gorgeous flesh of his on display.

He was still large underneath that robe. Seeing how the muscles of his arms flexed when he moved made my heart race. Tracing the beautiful, golden tattoos that covered his form made my mouth water to...