Capítulo 18: Chapter 18: Skye

##Chapter 18: Skye

My gaze lifts, and my words trail off. I swallow and nearly choke on my own saliva. Other than a thick navy towel slung across his narrow hips, Hunter isn't wearing a stitch of clothing.

Look away!

Instead, my gaze roves over his upper body before greedily sliding over every inch of exposed skin.

Holy monkey.

How is it possible that he's more beautiful than when we were together?

My attention becomes ensnared by a droplet of water as it slowly migrates down the middle of his chest. It follows the arrow of dark, crinkly hair past his six-pack before being absorbed by the plush material loosely fastened around his hips.

The temptation to reach out and trace the same path with my fingers is almost too irresistible to ignore. A thick shiver of longing slides through me before settling in my core as I fight the natural inclination of my body. After a few harsh breaths, I force my gaze to his.