Chapter 18

CLAIRE

I found it odd watching him smile. I watched as his smile magically transformed the hard features of his face into something else that I couldn't entirely recognize. It wasn't the signature cocky smirk that screamed that I was used to. This was very genuine, or at least it seemed to be. If we were afraid of getting wet. It was already too late.

I could feel my clothes clinging to my body like second skin. I shifted my wet hair away from my eyes, and when I looked up, I blinked in surprise. The proximity between us was much closer. I had no idea that he had caught up with me so fast. His white shirt clung to his muscled frame, and it transformed into a see-through.

I tried not to let my gaze linger on his torso for a minute longer. My throat suddenly became dry, and I didn't know what to do. I only knew that every inch of my skin was igniting in heat. 'Get it together, Claire. Stop thinking about devouring him on the spot.' I scolded myself mentally. I was caught in-between fee