Chapitre 32: I can't get off the dress

"Then will I be sleeping on the couch?" Avery asked, not liking the idea of him sleeping on the bed while she wrapped herself on the couch.

Sebastian turned to reply to her, "Just for tonight. We will have to sleep in the same room as tomorrow" Sebastian replied, and a drop of sweat trickled down Avery's back, and she turned her head abruptly, facing him.

Avery swallowed hard; she couldn't believe it. She had forgotten his upper body naked.

And now she has seen it.

If a man could be called perfection, then it would be Sebastian, because Avery's expression didn't relax as the words she was planning to say ceased in her throat.

His skin looks as if it were made of bronze. The water dripped down from his chest like summer rainfall, trickling down slowly in slow motion.

His toned six abs seem more prominent, and it looks as if he has spent most of his life working out in the gym.

She realized she was supposed to ask him, why?