Kendall's POV
"Let's say hypothetically, I decide to help you," I barged in Sir Daniel's ward. It was early in the morning, and I can't be the only one to suffer without cause. But what I saw before me, was not something I was expecting.
Sir Daniel had a towel around his waist, and his upper body was bare. It was so toned one could run her fingers right on those ab lines. It was quiet surreal. All I could do was just blink, and blink, and blink some more. Sir Daniel saw I was starring, and he smirked.
"Fancy something you like Kendall??" He asked.
"What?! No." I chuckled, "I'm not fancying anything at all." I glurped, trying to look away, but not actually doing it. I also tried envisioning him in clothes, but that view was rather fine without clothes.
"You sure about that?" He asked. I closed my eyes and turned my head away. I could hear him walking. I'm not sure where he was heading, but I wasn't about to turn around and look.
"Yes...es sir." I stuttered.