Part 8

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Water droplets ran down tanned skin, trailing a path down his muscled torso. A white towel draped across his narrow waist, a small v running under the concealing cloth. I gazed up, my eyes scanning the length on his neck. My eyes scanned in on pink luscious lips, settled into a frown.

"Why don't you try to wear clothes around here? It's distracting."

"Why would you care? I thought you are not affected by anything I do". His tone was harsh, and unforgiving. Anger rose up my face. I was still his boss no matter what!

"Remember, Ethan. You are just my assistant and nothing more. I will not tolerate the way you're talking to me."

I wanted to reassure myself also. I wouldn't sacrifice my professionalism anymore by getting involved with Ethan.

"You forgot Shea, that I am no more your assistant. We agreed we are now acting, I'm more than that," His words drawled.

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