Admiring His Perfect Body

Natalie awkwardly cleared her throat. "Mr. Harper, how about you get ready, and in the meantime, I'll prepare breakfast for all of us?"

Justin looked at her, noticing how embarrassed she seemed. Deciding not to argue with her early in the morning and spoil his day, he simply stood up and headed toward the bedroom. 

He could not feel but feel gross about himself that he could not shower or even change his clothes the previous night because one infuriating woman could not wait to kick him out of the room. 

'What am I even doing here?' Frustrated, he entered the room. 'If not for Mr. Ford, I would have already left.'

He stepped into the bathroom, deciding to take his time and enjoy a long, thorough shower.