Chapter 15

“Please. The course is getting a bit harder now, and it’s difficult to concentrate so late in the evenings. Mind you, the lecturer is pretty dull, too.”

“That makes a big difference.” I remembered the lecturers I’d had at university. One or two had had the personality of dead sheep.

Mark got out of the bath, dried himself, and went into the bedroom. I followed, my gaze firmly glued to his beautiful behind.

“You staring at my bum?” Mark asked over his shoulder.

“Yes.” I admitted. “You got a problem with that?”

He gave me a beautiful smile. “No, not at all, but you promised me a massage and the oil is still in the bathroom.”

I blushed and returned to the bathroom and the medicine cabinet.

Mark was lying naked on his stomach waiting for me when I re-entered the bedroom, a towel spread beneath him. He really did have a beautiful behind. Heck, everything about him was beautiful.

“My shoulders feel really tight,” he said, twisting his head to face me.