Mason returned with a bag in hand.
Seeing him, Daniel and Bella immediately ducked out like mice seeing a cat, their heads down.
Bella then emerged from the covers, looking at the man who was even more soaked by the rain and paused in surprise.
"Didn't use an umbrella?"
"I did, but the rain got heavier and it's windy. The umbrella was useless."
The man said calmly, then unbuttoned his nearly soaked shirt and took it off.
Bella, wrapped in the blanket into a small bundle, poked out her fluffy little head, staring at the man's honey-colored chest, dumbfounded and forgetting to react.
This was her first time openly and unabashedly admiring Mason's physique.
The last time was cut short after a quick glance, but this time, she had a legitimate excuse to look openly.
Mason, having taken off his shirt, didn't rush to put on dry clothes and instead looked at Bella with a smile.
"Nice view?"
Bella nodded dazedly, then snapped back to reality, her cheeks flushed.
