Going to the Vet

The souffle would have to wait, Ravi thought as he took out the grilled fish and waited for a few minutes for the rice to be ready. He switched off the rice cooker and headed upstairs to change into a casual outfit.

He was almost always in a police uniform so he did not wear casual clothes often. He tried the first shirt, but it was a little too tight, compared to how bony he was when he came to Earth, he had started to return to how he was when he first became a Sentinel.

Ravi sighed loudly, no matter how he ate and worked out, he would probably not have that kind of physique that the Captain had. It must be nice to be Heaven's favored child.

The police uniform already fit Arlen Sinclair like a glove, Ravi was sure that there were at least four abs hidden beneath the clothes. Beautiful, sculpted muscle.

The cloth dropped from his hand to the floor, what was he thinking about? Ravi slapped his cheeks, why was it getting hot again?