Chapter 85 – Are You Sure About That?
Lucien >< ><
The towel hit the floor.
For a moment, there was silence. At that moment you could hear the sound of a pin if it drops.
Felix's eyes flickered, then immediately snapped away like I'd just flashed sunlight into them.
Oh, come on. Look. Look, damn it.
I stood there, bare-chested and dripping, praying silently that he'd just give me one glance I could use to mess with him later. But no—he sat there like a saint in a confessional booth, refusing to look my way.
Why the hell wasn't he looking? Did he suddenly become a man of morals?
Please. It wasn't like I was fully naked. I was still wearing my black boxer briefs. Even if he stared, he wouldn't see much—just enough to make him uncomfortable.
It seems he wasn't getting tempted by it. What a fun spoiler. I muttered under my breathe.
I was about to bend down to pick up my towel when I suddenly saw doing exactly what I wanted him to do.
Well, well, well. There it is.
