The next morning was Sunday, and I was planning to spend it in my bed. I looked around lazily and the room was empty but I could hear the shower running in the bathroom. Xander must be inside.
A satisfied sigh left my mouth when Xander came out of the bathroom, wet and dripping. The water droplets were gliding down his taut muscles, making my mouth water.
“Stop looking at me like this. It would not be easy to work with a hard-on.” Xander chuckled and then I realized that he caught me staring.
“Then don’t come out looking so d*mn hot.” I muttered.
“I can’t help it. I am made like that.” He winked at me, making me smile.
I rose from bed, I also needed to freshen up and maybe lying down in bed could wait.
“Oh, goddess. Now I am definitely hard.” Xander cursed and I chuckled.
I was comp
