Perfect and Naked

Due to the shock of spying on Ezekiel's completely naked back – which was seriously drool-worthy, by the way – Alicia bolted out of the room, and right through the walls.

If she was not a spirit, her face might have already been flaming as red as a freshly cooked lobster that was taken right out of the pot, right about now. In the last two weeks of dogging after his heels, she had somewhat already gotten used to seeing him half naked when he got out of the shower.

Initially, she had responded by running off to another part of the house or resorting to quickly turning around to avoid looking at him directly. But after few times of doing that, she had gotten a little numb to the unintentional flashing. No, she still found herself actually getting quite distracted whenever he parades his perfect upper body before her, but lately she was not feeling that ashamed anymore at the fact that she was seeing him half-naked without his knowledge.