Mi Rae stood at the edge of the pool, her hair dripping, and a towel clutched tightly around her shoulders as she dusted water off her skin. Her wet clothes clung to her body uncomfortably. She was shivering and it wasn't just because of the cold, but because of pure annoyance and the lingering shock of being dragged into the pool.
Across from her, Raven stood barefoot, still in nothing but his wet underwear and a towel around his neck as if this was the most normal thing in the world. His phone was pressed to his ear while he spoke to someone in a low, careless tone.
Mi Rae tried, really tried, not to look. But her eyes… they had a mind of their own.
Broad shoulders, defined chest, water trailing down the lines of his abs and that… that obvious outline, that obvious bulge that made it hard for her to look away. She swallowed and quickly snapped her gaze away, her cheeks flushing red like it was soaked in redness.
God, he's unbearable and worse, he knows he's good-looking.
