The Best Friend's Contract novel Chapter 76

''Are you serious?'' She asks.

''What?''

Her fingers begin to grip onto the edge of the bathtub, something caught up in her throat but within seconds, I manage to figure out what's in her head. ''Just . . . let me help you. Trust me,'' Both of her eyes meet mine, staring a bit longer than longer before nodding her head.

She starts to take her shirt off before giving it to me while I try my best to not look down at her body even though she's sitting in the bathtub in her undergarments instead of stake naked. Then, she takes off her pants, letting me put them in the laundry bag.

I turn to run the bath after placing her usual bath bomb, adjusting the water to comfort her; not too warm and not too cold, just a mixture of lukewarm water that can easily ease her and make her feel better.

As soon as the bath bomb has finished twirling, the water has managed to cover her body up to her upper chest and colour from the bath bomb is a bit too dark and almost impossible for me to see anything beneath which is her skin.

''Just call me if you need anything,'' I say as soon as I realise that the situation is getting a bit more uncomfortable.

Just as I'm about to walk away, she has managed to stop me by grabbing onto my wrist, making me turn to look at her; slightly confused. ''It's okay, keep me company.'' She replies with an uncertain voice but her expressions shows otherwise.

''Just turn around for awhile,'' She says and I nod before turning around, my view away from her body.

I look down at the ground to see that she has thrown her undergarments away, making me feel my heart beating faster than before as I try to control my breathing; slowly, clenching my jaw and almost imagining her in ways I can only think of.

''You can turn around now,'' She adds.

Slowly but surely, I turn around to meet her eyes. She stays as deep as she can in the water as I start to sit beside her bathtub, watching her every movement as I push away the thought of her being naked in the same room as me; only out of view.

''This is . . . awkward,'' She says and we both laugh, completely agreeing.

''I'm trying my best to imagine you with clothes on but so far, it's not working very well.'' I reply with a chuckle escaping my lips as her cheeks heat up, the blush creeping causing her to run her fingers through her hair, trying to wet them.

''Let me help,'' I say, looking at her; somehow asking for approval.

She turns for her back to face me as I squeeze and adequate amount of shampoo on the palm of my hand before massaging her head by mixing the shampoo with some water, letting the bubbles form.

My hands are moving gently to wash her hair, trying to remove any dirt or oil as she stays still; not uttering a single word but my eyes just can't seem to move away from the back of her body, seeing how they're calling out for me to touch but I remain still, keeping my hands where they are needed and not anywhere near her skin.

''You're good at this,'' She mutters.

I laugh, ''Yeah? It's making you feel better?''

Even without looking at her, I can see the smile creeping up her face as she starts to look down. ''Well . . . it seems like you've done this before. That's not a surprise, though.'' She replies.

I stop moving for a short couple of seconds, ''I've never done this before.'' My reply seems short but it's an enough confirmation to prove just how it's the truth—call it whatever she wants but I've never bothered to do this for any of my ex-flings or one night stands because why bother?

''Really?''