His bare chest was now visible, and I saw how the water droplets trail from his sharp jaw to his chest and down to his abs.

“What are you looking at, princess?” 

I swallowed. “W-what are you doing?”

“What else? I’m removing my wet shirt to avoid getting sick.” 

I nodded, dropping my gaze to the ground. What is this temptation! I feel strange. 

I stole a glance and saw him folding his shirt and gripped it tightly to let the droplets fall. He then wiped the water from his body and shook his hair. He noticed me staring and he smirked. 

“You should remove your clothes too.” He suggested....