Ariel looked at him from head to toe, wondering how a man could be so unfairly beautiful enough to make breathing feel optional.Her gaze lingered on how heat clung to him, sweat darkening the fabric of his shirt, the material sticking to his body like it knew it didn't deserve the privilege.

‘ What are you doing?’ She rebuked herself inwardly, collecting herself back.

She inhaled sharply before looking back at him and refusing to let herself get distracted.

“ Who are you?” She asked, ...