Chapter 54. The Thrill of Being Seen
(Third Person POV)
Lying outside on a comfortable mattress, basking in the warm sunlight, Sarah felt at peace. The gentle breeze caressed her bare thighs, carrying the crisp scent of nature. This was her paradise.
A mischievous thrill coursed through her veins as she relished the fact that she wore nothing under her skirt. The idea that a wandering student or a passing hunter might be lurking in the bushes, peeking at her, sent a salacious wave through her body.
She had her sunglasses on, her eyes closed, letting the rhythmic symphony of chirping birds and rustling leaves lull her into bliss.
Then, the rustling grew louder.
Something—or someone—was approaching.
Her pulse quickened with anticipation. Was it a person? A man? The mere thought made heat rush through her body.
But when she opened her eyes, the pleasure drained from her face.
Standing a few meters away, frozen in place, was Asher.
Her stomach twisted. She was expecting an oblivious student, an unknowing spectator—not him.
Worse, she couldn’t ignore the visible bulge in his sweatpants.