Your Honor, I Want A Divorce!
It attracted me to sit on because just from looking at it, I could tell how soft and comfortable it was.
The door to the bathroom opened and Fabian walked out with a robe around himself and nothing else but his boxers.
I felt her jaw drop to the ground as I stared at his ripped body. So that was what I had been missing out on all this while?! I thought to myself.
His body was sculpted so carefully, every single detail was breathtaking. His abs, his chest, his v-line… I felt myself drooling.
He smiled softly, "would you like something to help warm yourself? The heaters aren't working anymore," he rolled his eyes as he mentioned that, "you're wet from the rain so it's probably cold."
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