Ava
With a grin and a wild laugh, Chris pulled the towel free from his hips.
I gasped and quickly covered my eyes, my cheeks burning. I felt my stomach twist inside of me, a thousand emotions taking over—surprise, annoyance, maybe even excitement.
But a moment later, I peeked through my fingers to see Chris grinning mischievously, his thumbs hooked into the waistband of his boxers. He wasn’t nude like I thought he would be.
“What’s the issue?” he asked.
“You pig!” I rose from where I was seated on the edge of the bed and smacked his arm, trying and failing to suppress a laughing smile. “You had me worried there for a second.”
Chris merely chuckled, that roguish look never leaving his eyes. “Is that so? Maybe next time, I’ll really give you a show. To ease your worri
