Twenty-Nine

Twenty-Nine

Naomi

Seth slept stiffly on the bed, his eyes shooting daggers at me as I pretended to read the novel.

I shut the book, getting tired of pretending to read. I laid down on the bed, placing my head on the pillow but strategically, I didn't cover up with a blanket.

My top already rode up a bit, showing my butt cheeks enough to tease any full blooded male.

His eyes never left my body, not even when I fell asleep.

The next morning, Seth went for his early morning run. I chose that as an opportunity to do something else, more daring and bolder than the t-shirt strategy.

I decided to turn on the bath, filling it with rose and lavender oil. It smelt soothing, and I wore my robe, waiting for the perfect time to put my plan into action.

Setth came back from his run, heading to the bathroom to wash his face. Immediately he opened the door, I let my towel drop.

Setth's surprised expression was priceless as he walked into the bathroom and found me standing there in nothing but m