Share a tub

 Abrielle drew in a sharp breath and quickly got up from the stool. This was a battle she was going to win. 

 "Thank you but I think I can handle myself." She replied. Cedric got on his feet and then walked towards the tub area. He pulled off his shirt, and her eyes stared at his back. It was the first time she was having a good look under sane conditions. 

 Cedric folded his shirt and then kept it on a nearby table. All this while, all Abrielle could do was stare at him, forgetting about the fact she was meant to undress. 

 She just couldn't look away as her eyes were on his back, which was covered with tattoos. They were strange designs but still beautiful, drawn in detail. The tattoo only covered his back while the front was completely clean.