I was just about climbing down the trundle when the sound of the bathroom door cracking open caught my attention, and my heart couldn't help but race like it was gonna jump of my chest when my gaze fell on Raman.
He walked out of the bathroom, wiping his hair with a small towel and our gaze immediately locked.
He was shirtless and was only putting on a long black trouser, his black long silky hair was wet and it was dripping water down his body which travelled down his neck to his breast and down to his torso and to the lower part of his body. His skin was beautiful and spotless but pale, his broad chest would make thousands of women wish to lay their head on it all day long, his abs were like hot chocolate, everything about him was pure perfection.
It was like as an angel had come down from heaven just to showcase its beauty, he was absolutely beautiful and breathtaking.
I trailed my gaze up his broad chest again but this time, I couldn't help my narrow my brows.