Nathan's P.O.V.
She moaned softly, making me gulp hard, not to pounce on her instead of massaging her shoulders. She complained about shoulder pain, and to my regret now, I offered her a massage.
“You are superb at massages, Nathan. I was thinking about going to a massage parlour, but now I think that I don’t need a stranger to massage my body.” She said to me teasingly, her eyes still closed; her head resting on her crossed hands in front of her face.
“You mean to say that you will let a stranger touch you like this?” I growled angrily. I couldn’t even imagine any other man than me touching Summer’s finger, let alone touching like this.
“Ouch, Nathan. Be gentle.” She winced and I looked at her wickedly.
She was now lying on the couch while I was crouching down beside the couch, massa
