Staring at the stark naked Malachi in front of her, his muscular body on full display under the moonlight—broad shoulders, narrow waist, well-defined eight-pack abs, water droplets gliding down the Adonis belt—she couldn't help but swallow hard.
This man is seriously a feast for the eyes.
"Like what you see?"
Malachi noticed her openly staring, a glint of smugness flashing in his eyes as he curved his lips into a wild, roguish grin. "So little Luna is actually drooling over my body."
"Stop flattering yourself."
She reached out and poked his rock-hard abs. The sensation at her fingertips made her heart skip a beat. "Scrub my back for me."
With that, she turned around, back facing him.
Malachi let out a low laugh, his big hand pressed against her
smooth back, his finger pads slowly tracing down her waistline. "Little Luna's back is so beautiful, fairer than the moonlight."
Droplets of water rolled off his fingertips, drawing winding trails across her skin.
