Jasmine walked out of the bathroom with a robe on, her hair was wrapped in a big towel as she entered her bedroom.
"You're done.." Kingsley's voice echoed and Jasmine jolted a little in shock.
He was leaning against the table close to her door, his eyes were deep as he stared meaningfully at her.
The robe was tied loosely and he wondered the minimum effort it would take him to drag down the robe from her body. The water on her skin trailed down her forehead to her neck, it looked so inviting.
His eyes wandered to her long legs, her milky skin that he wanted to trail his fingers along.
Temptress.
"What are you doing here??" Jasmine asked, her face began to heat up a little as she embarrassingly moved to her bed. Her clothes were laid on the bed, waiting to be picked up by her.
Kingsley pushed himself off the desk as he made his way toward her. The room started to feel small and hot all of a sudden.
