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Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 7

In an instant, Whitney’s gaze trailed down the chiseled collarbone of the man before her, her eyes widening with a mix of shock and a hint of desire she could not quite conceal

He seemed to relax, noticing her stare

Damn it

Not only did this guy have a face to die for, but his physique was the epitome of rugged charm. Broad shoulders tapered down to a lean waist, each muscle in his abdomen as defined as if it were etched in stone. And those legslong, firm, and peeking out from the bottom of his towelwere downright sinful

Wait a minute, was this guy her archnemesis? Looking like this

Whitney could not believe it. A tear of appreciation escaped her lips before she could stop it

Got an eyeful yet?A cool, teasing voice floated down from above her

Or are you so satisfied with the view that you can’t tear yourself away?The man’s playful yet piercing gaze drifted to the towel around his waist

Whitney’s cheeks flamed red. It was not like she meant to gawk at that particular area

Sorry!She stammered, trying to turn away

Miss,he drawled, amusement lacing his voice. you’re about to pull off my towel.” 

Whitney blinked in confusion, then looked down. Damn it, why was she holding onto one end of his towel?! 

She tried to hand it back to him, but as she turned, her foot caught on the rug, and she stumbled, causing the towel to unravel from around the man’s waist

Ah! Sorry!She exclaimed, eyes shut tight

Careful!He frowned, reaching out to catch her as she fell

Thud.” 

Whitney slowly opened her eyes to find herself sprawled on top of him

And to her utter mortification, her hand was still clutching the towel, now draped across her back and covering them both

Which meant he was completely… 

Whitney suddenly realized just how compromising their position was

Don’t move!he warned her in a husky voice

Whitney froze, her face burning even hotter

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