Foxy
I stared at him with my mouth open.
This was a new side of Ben. A playful side that I couldn’t help but like. I wanted to know more about this aspect of his personality.
But it wasn’t his words or the naughty glint in his warm brown eyes that made me smile it was the fact that he was standing in his homely kitchen. Completely naked, with nothing but an apron covering his junk. An apron with the figure of a woman in a bikini on it.
It was such a random thing to find him wearing. I had expected him to get dressed in my absence.
And I expected him to be awkward. Especially after we had done on the forest floor. My core clenched at the memory of his powerful body moving under mine.
It had been unexpected. Us coming together like that but not unwelcome.
How could somethi
