"So, how was it?" Blake asked as soon as Maria came into view.
He was leaning back against the bed head, as usual, with a book in hand, a sheet draped around his waist and his bare chest on show.
'Damn it, I love those abs.' She thought dreamily.
Maria snapped her eyes up to find him smirking knowingly, his forest-green eyes alight with amusement. She felt a blush creeping under her skin but tried to keep her voice firm when she told him, "Oh, shut up!"
"I haven't said a thing." He c****d his right eyebrow in pure, unadulterated provocation – he was oh-so obviously taunting her.
"You were thinking it." She countered flatly, while making a beeline for the en-suite bathroom in order to change into her pajamas – short shorts and a dark blue camisole.
After brushing her teeth and combing
