Elara Don's cheeks turned red, she quickly turned around, and teased, "Why didn't you knock before coming in?"
This man's figure is just too good!
Those abs, those long legs, could rival any male model!
The kiss in the restroom flashed through her mind, Elara Don's heart raced, and she felt a wave of heat.
"This is my cabin, do I need to knock to enter my own cabin?"
A warm body pressed against her back, his long arm reached over, fingers picking clothes from the cabinet.
The air was filled with the pleasant smell of his post-shower freshness.
The heroine bit her lip and hurriedly slipped away from under his arm, holding a pair of dress pants.
Damon Hawke turned around, his gaze lingering on her.
The woman who just showered was flawless and fair, the blush on her cheeks looked like rosy makeup.
The white shirt barely covered her thighs, revealing long, slender, beautiful legs.
Extremely enticing, sparking one's imagination.
