22

After I was done baking the cake, I was heading back to my room to take a shower when I collided against a firm body. I closed my eyes, ready for the impact, but before I could fall on my butt. A strong muscular arm wrapped around my waist, restricting my fall.

I looked to my savior to see an unfamiliar man. He had jet black hair. Thin lips and thick eyebrows. His tan skin complements his brown eyes. His eyebrows were long, any girl would die to have them.

He looked around in the mid to late thirties. I would be lying if I said he wasn't good-looking. He was a good-looking man. God, what am I thinking? Shaking my head to clear the thoughts, I immediately straightened up.

"Thank you," I said, tucking my hair behind my hair, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. He had the same expression as mine.

"I'm sorry I didn't see you come. Are you okay though?" He inquired his tone apologetically.

"I'm okay, it was my fault, anyway," I said with