Getting Ready For The Outing

“You look good,” she breathed out. His tensed up cheek muscles flicked and a smirk appeared on his face.

“Is there a time I look awful?” he teased her.

“Thanks for the compliment though,” he added as he continued to smirk at her.

She gulped and turned around to walk towards the bathroom. She successfully made it to the door, but something told her he was still staring at her. She wanted to look back so badly, but she managed to open the door and enter. She heaved a deep sigh, expecting to feel relief that she was no longer under his gaze.

But instead, her nostrils inhaled his rainy smell and it messed with her senses. She suddenly wanted to turn back, run to him and sniff his hair. She balled her fists in an attempt to refrain herself from moving. Thankfully, it worked. She stripped, entered under the shower that reeked of him and manage to shower with closed eyes. When she was done, she wore a bathrobe and stepped out