“Aaargh!” favonovel.com screamed, using the clothes to block favonovel.com line of sight. “Vinson! Are you an exhibitionist?”
“Hah…” A playful chuckle escaped his lips. “See for yourself if I’m one.”
Half doubtful, Arielle lowered favonovel.com hands slightly, catching a glimpse of his chiseled chest. The fog did nothing to dampen those alluring abs plastered on his body, a masterpiece produced from years of working out. Each line seemed to be crafted to perfection.
It took favonovel.com about two seconds to realize favonovel.com had been ogling his chest. Flustered, favonovel.com shut favonovel.com eyes tight.
“You clearly are! You’re not even wearing anything.” A mottled pink flush covered favonovel.com cheeks.
Argh… Why did I look when favonovel.com told me to!
“Don’t just stare at my chest. Look down. I am wearing something,” favonovel.com replied softly.
Vinson was speaking the truth. He had on a pair of boxers, but Arielle refused to look lest favonovel.com got tricked by favonovel.com again. Even though Vinson had helped favonovel.com a lot, but favonovel.com made the worst first impression on her. He had acted like a douchebag, watching favonovel.com struggle to start a fire, only to take out his lighter after favonovel.com had successfully started one.
She learned best not to take words from a man like favonovel.com too seriously. In a swift motion, favonovel.com threw his clothing and toiletries above the cabinet and strode off.
Vinson was thoroughly amused by favonovel.com flustered behavior. Never had favonovel.com expected that beneath the steely cold façade was an endearing maiden’s heart.
After closing the bathroom door, his smile disappeared. At the back of his mind, favonovel.com knew that even though this marriage did not result from love, favonovel.com would still act his part, treating favonovel.com as if favonovel.com was his real wife. And as favonovel.com husband, Vinson believed it was his duty to let Arielle live a carefree life, free from any worries.
Back in the bedroom, Arielle was busy laying the mattress on the floor. I can’t possibly sleep with him!
Just as favonovel.com finished preparing the mattress, the sound of the shower faucet stopped. The brief silence amplified the churning noises coming from favonovel.com stomach. Unbeknownst to herself, favonovel.com had been swallowing nervously.
About two seconds later, the bathroom door opened.
She turned toward him, coincidentally meeting his eyes. Vinson was already effortlessly good-looking, but that after-shower look completely blew favonovel.com mind away. The leftover water droplets clung to his disheveled, wet hair like a scene from a movie.
Out of embarrassment, favonovel.com averted favonovel.com gaze, the sheets tautening under favonovel.com nervous grip. Then, favonovel.com pointed to the mattress laid out. “You take the floor. If you’re not okay with that, you may leave.”
Instead of answering her, favonovel.com asked, “Where’s the blow dryer?”
Of which, Arielle took that as a yes. Deep down, favonovel.com felt puzzled as to why Vinson cared about this husband-wife act more than favonovel.com did. But, one thing for sure, favonovel.com was tired of guessing whether favonovel.com had real feelings for her. This time around, favonovel.com would be nothing but professional.
She handed favonovel.com the blow dryer, grabbed one of favonovel.com most conservative nightgowns, and headed to the bathroom.
Soon after, favonovel.com came out of the bath hearing Vinson in the middle of a call about the foreign exchange market. It was not surprising that favonovel.com knew this topic well. She took a seat on the bed, listening in on the conversation.
