The torment went on. This was even more tortuous than last night. The devil only knew how much he wanted to just leap towards her and enter her from behind. His dirty mind and his lust were like giant waves crashing on him, pushing him to go and grab her. But damn, if he did that, he would lose, and she would then think that all he wanted from her was her body! That would be the worst thing ever!
Curses and scoldings flooded Alex's head, and yet he couldn't make himself look away.
He continued watching her as the towel fell to the floor, revealing her smooth, bare back. She picked up a sexy nightgown, a black, short, spaghetti strap, lacy thing and Alex swallowed again as he watched this thin piece of material fall over her back, stopping at mid thigh height.
"Abigail…" he called out and Abi turned to see him not leaning against the headboard anymore. He was leaning forward, his elbow on top of his folded knee as his scorching eyes peeked through the strands of his dark hair.
