CHAPTER 48

Harley's POV

I can't believe I have been standing here for several minutes without saying a word but looking at Antonio's hot body till he notices, turns back, and walks to his closet to pull out a cloth.

I forcefully pull myself out of my reverie, slapping myself mentally for getting lost.

What the hell is wrong with me? I can't believe I drool over his ugly chest. He isn't hot. He is cold and ugly, I shouldn't be doing this.

I almost stamp my feet on the floor of his bedroom in embarrassment but I can't because he suddenly twirls back fully dressed in his pajamas.

My body goes still suddenly and I feel disappointed that I can no longer see his broad chest and muscular shoulder that I feel like trailing my hands on.

"Harley!" He thunders and I jerk upright.

"You said?" I question with an embarrassed look.

"What were you thinking?" He scolds me harshly, making me glad that he didn't notice I was practically drooling over him.

I wonder what I would have done to myself if he had noticed