Jessica opened her eyes when Lucas was just heading out the bathroom in nothing but a towel wrapped around his hips with droplets of water tracing their way slowly over his rippled muscles. Her gaze lingered on the stubble on his chest and slowly travelled down tracing his six packed abs she blinked a couple of times making sure she wasn't dreaming her breath hitched in her throat as he approached the bed

"You're staring" he taunted his voice huskier than ever Jessica averted her eyes immediately a deep shade of blood painted on her cheeks.

How was she expected not to stare at him while all he had been...