Chapter 69

Blossom POV 

His body, aglow with the sheen of moisture, reflects the intensity of the harsh solar rays, and I find myself utterly captivated by his physique. My eyes are involuntarily drawn to the mesmerizing way his firmly toned arms move beside his flawlessly sculpted hips. As Dean turns around upon exiting the water, pausing momentarily to take in the scenery, my attention fixates entirely on the pleasing fullness of his form—his sculpted lower back dimples and the enticing curvature of his backside. The wet swim trunks cling to him snugly, crafting a second-skin masterpiece that eloquently accentuates his chiseled posterior, pulsing vibrantly with every shift in his weight.

In one fluid motion, Dean raises his arms, resting his hands atop his head before he pivots to return to me on the sand. This transformation, occurring in mere seconds, stretches into an eternal moment for me, a timeless interval I am more than willing to spend admiring this