Chapter 34: Bathtime
Chapter THIRTY FOUR
**Oliver West**
Then the sound of the door clicking open.
Oh god! I was done for.
I watched as he casually strode inside the bathroom and made his way toward the shower stand. He had not sighted me from my spot, where I stood flattened against the wall.
My heart hammered against my ribs so violently I was sure he could hear it echoing off the bathroom tiles. Every muscle in my body was coiled tight, ready to bolt, but there was nowhere to go.
I considered making a quick dash for the door, but what would I do about Vince who was currently waiting for him inside the room? I would still be discovered either way.
I watched with wide eyes as he pulled his T-shirt over his head and allowed it to fall down in a heap on the ground.
The lump in my throat grew thicker and tighter as my eyes wandered freely over the well-defined muscles of his chest and abs. Heat flooded my face, spreading down my neck like wildfire.
My mouth hung open. I couldn’t stop gawking like a creep. He definitely had the bodily perfection of the male love interests from my manga collection—the kind of physique that made me stay up late reading under my covers with a flashlight.
The sound of his zipper ripping open snapped me out of my trance-like state.
Oh god! Was he really going to strip naked in front of me? To draw in each breath became even more difficult. My lungs burned from lack of air.