Beth
He stepped back, and the towel slipped. He caught it with one hand before it fell to the floor. I licked my lips, but forced myself to keep my eyes on his face.
“There are things we need to talk about, Bethany,” He said seriously.
I squeezed my eyes shut. I could not have a serious conversation with a naked man wearing nothing but a towel. I certainly couldn’t tell him, Oh, by the way, Lucy is your daughter, after we just kissed. “Let’s talk tomorrow,” I said nervously. “I’m…I’m tired and I need a shower.”
Coward.
He looked like he wanted to argue, so I used my eyes to direct his attention to the towel that was dangling in his hand, not covering a single inch of his beautiful body. “Oh right.” He gave me a rakish grin. “Tomorrow then.”
He re-wrapped the towel around his middle,
