Chapter 67 I Hate You
- My eyes squinted at Florian, and I gave a small smile. "Were you always this way?"
- He shrugged. "I guess."
- He slowly stood up, letting the sheets fall off his skin, the sun radiating off his beautiful tan, bringing the shine to his body. I stared like it was the first time I was seeing it, and I held my breath as he turned to grab his pants. I watched him slip in, my lips parted, my chest heaving hard.