JOJO:

I stood at the bathroom door, shivering while waiting for the clothes. Deep down, I knew his six-foot presence made me shiver more than the cold. 

He sauntered towards me, the clothes in his hands. I tried not to let my eyes linger on his toned body, but I could not help stealing a few glances. His upper body was bare and his well-defined abs and chest were slick with sweat. His trousers hung dangerously low on his waist. It exposed the v-shaped line that led ...