Chapter 152: Shower BJ
Abby woke up the next morning feeling surprisingly refreshed. Blinking sleep from her eyes, she glanced at the clock on the bedside table and realized with a start that it was already late in the morning. She hadn’t expected to sleep so well, but she guessed Remo’s help really worked wonders. As she shifted in bed, she became aware of a dull ache pulsating through her body. Remo had been too rough last night, leaving her feeling sore but satisfied.
Carefully swinging her legs over the edge of the bed, Abby winced as her muscles protested the movement. Her legs trembled slightly as she stood up, and she took a moment to steady herself before making her way to the bathroom. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she couldn’t help but smile at the thought of the passionate night she had shared with Remo. Despite the soreness, it was worth it.
As Abby entered the bathroom, the sound of the shower greeted her ears. She furrowed her brow in surprise; she hadn’t expected Remo to still be in bed, let alone taking a shower at this hour. Shrugging it off, she went about her morning routine, not paying much attention to Remo’s activities.
After using the restroom, Abby made her way back towards the bedroom. However, as she passed by the shower, her curiosity got the better of her. The bathroom door was slightly ajar, and through the opening, she caught a glimpse of Remo underneath the running water. She hadn’t realized that the door was open when she walked in, and she couldn’t help but steal a quick glance at Remo as he bathed. Feeling a rush of warmth spread through her at the sight.
Abby blushed furiously as Remo noticed her staring at him. He chuckled softly before stepping out of the shower, and opening the door for a bitter view and stepped back inside.
Despite knowing she should leave, Abby found herself unable to tear her gaze away from him. She couldn’t help but notice the details of his wet, bare torso against the tiled wall, his shoulders relaxed as he faced her.
Their eyes met, and Abby observed the calm expression on his face, although there was a slight furrow between his brows. She noted the way his soaked hair clung to his neck and shoulders, and the subtle movement of his Adam’s apple as he spoke.
"Enjoying the show?" he quipped teasingly. Abby stammered, feeling embarrassed at being caught staring.
"Um..." She replied lost of words.