Chapter 65

As soon as we reach his penthouse, he helps me stand up. My body is badly shivering from the cold. Ethan grasps my wrist and takes me inside the room, throwing my bag and heels gently on the sofa.

“Take a hot shower. You'll feel better. I will cook something. We didn't eat anything there,” he says, caressing my cheek with his thumb.

“Presume it as your own room. Okay.”

I nod. He pecks my forehead softly. Pulling away from me, he starts to unbutton his shirt and throws it away. He removes his hair tie and reaches out for a towel. I'm gawking at his chiseled abs as he begins to brush his hair with the towel.

I turn hurriedly and run inside the bathroom, otherwise I'll end up getting horny for him. After removing my clothes, I tap the hot shower on, but it doesn't help. My body is aching and still feeling the same cold seeping inside my bones.

I'm sure as hell I'm going to catch a fever.

Wrapping a towel around my body, I step outside; and stepping towards the closet, I open the