She felt his gaze roam over her. She had her long hair twisted up in a towel. She already had her pants on and was tying the ends of his shirt at her waist, trying to keep it up so it wouldn’t fall to her knees.
His gaze took in her tiny bare feet, and little pink toenails to the top of her head. “You are so beautiful.”
Aleena froze as she pulled the towel from her head. She stared at him for a moment. “I … thank you.”
“Hasn’t anyone ever told you that?” he asked.
She held the towel to her ribs and nodded. “I guess, maybe. It’s just that…”
“Just what, baby?” he asked and tipped his head to the side.
“Coming from you, it sounds different.”
“Good different, or bad?”
“Good. Definitely good.”
He set his cup down and stood in front of her. He cupped her face in his hands, bent, and kissed her a few times. “I’m very glad.”
She held on to his wrist with one hand as she tried to keep her gaze on his face and not the massive chest with a sprinkling of dark hair right in front of her nose.
Kaleb smiled. “Do you want to touch me?”
She bit down on her lip and nodded.
He took the towel from her and set it on the counter. He lifted her hands and flattened them over his chest. “You can touch me whenever you want.”
Her gaze scanned his broad shoulders, the strong tendons in his neck, to his defined pecs.
“You’re beautiful,” she murmured in awe.
Kaleb chuckled. “I’ve never been called that, but coming from you, it makes me feel very good.”
Her hands spread over his chest and slid down to the valleys and hills of his stomach. She’d heard about six-packs on men but had never seen one up close or been able to touch them.
She glanced up at him. “How do you stay in shape?”
“I put in an hour at the gym in the basement of our office building in the mornings before going into the office.”
“I should work out. I walk a little, but it’s not enough.”
“Don’t you have a gym in your building?”
“Yes,” she said and looked down. “I tried it once, but I got weird looks from a couple of guys, and it made me really nervous, so I didn’t go back.”
Kaleb ground his teeth together before he asked. “What were you wearing?”
“A sports bra and leggings.” Her eyes widened when he growled. “What?”
“You were barely dressed.”
“There were a few other women there, and they had on less than me.”
He held her head and looked intently into her eyes. “Never again. Not unless I’m with you. Got it?”
She nodded.
“Good.” He stepped back. “I’m going to take a shower while you’re fixing your hair. Sorry I don’t have everything you need, but I’ll remedy that today.”