ILIANA'S POV
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Appetizer before breakfast has never tastes this great. I was full without eating a bite. I'm scooped up in Drystan's arms, and I giggle, shaking my head, "What are you doing?" I blink up at him, amazed how easily he carries me toward the bathroom. He puts me down in the open shower, and the tiles are cold under my feet. He leans forward, reaching behind me, his chest glowing with a layer of sweat, a small smile forming as he opens the faucet, and the water pours down on us, soaking my hair and his.
The heavy droplets pouring down on us is refreshing. I step back when he reaches to the side, grabbing a loofa and he squeezes soap onto it, the liquid shine as the natural light through the window cascades on it. I should've taken my vanity for my thighs. My eyes widen as h
