I slipped into Luke's bed and sunk into the soft mattress. The covers felt soft on my skin and his scent comforted me. I was wearing his old T-shirt and nothing else. So this is where I am
In bed and trying hard not to look awkward. I was also trying hard not to stare as he dropped the towel from around his waist.
He dropped the towel.
Holy
jumping mother of a weasel in a side car
His back was facing me, and it took all my willpower not to stare. His tanned back muscles were so well defined and his bu-
I had to lift my hand to my chin and actually rotate it towards the wall.
The naked wall.
Ha.
"What are you laughing about?" he asked me.
I tried not to turn in his direction. The more I told myself to avoid looking, the harder it was not to look.