For the first time today Alaina actually focused on what he was wearing and how he was looking.
Usually she has seen him around campus wearing casual but still quite classy attires, no doubt all his clothes were of a fancy brand.
But now at his home, in the night, Ivar donned a pair of black fitted sweatpants with a thin white v neck tee that was fitting snuggly around his biceps, straining against his pectoral muscles and falling a little loose around his smaller waist. Undoubtedly he has washboard abs underneath there.
Alaina snapped out of her little moment of shameless checking out and averted her admiring gaze from him.
So what if he's so fit, I too have a boyfriend with great six packs And he doesn't come with a jumbo sized ego as a bonus; that is what her mind argued within herself.