Chapter fifty eight

Sasha stepped out of the bathroom, she grabbed another towel to dry her hair when the door opened and Michael walked in. His eyes caressed her exposed body and she blushed, turning away from him. He smiled and walked up to her and hugged her from behind. Sasha bit her lips shyly. She was still trying to get used with the intimate way he acts with her now and girl, does she love it.

"You look sexy. If where we are going aren't important, I can just say we forget about it" he nuzzles his head on her neck, his breathing tantalizing her body.

"Where are we going exactly?"

"You will know when we get there."

"I thought there will be no more secrets between us?" She pouted.

"Of course. I'm not hiding anything or won't be hiding anything from you ever again, it's a promise."

"Then what are you doing now?"

He chuckled, "I didn't say I have to reveal everywhere we are going" he took the towel from her and started drying her hair for her.

Sasha smiled and relaxed in the