Eve finally stepped away from his hold and turned around to undo her buttons one by one. Ivan, too, unfastened and shrugged off his white jacket in a swift motion. She slid hers off her shoulder, but before she could turn, Ivan stepped closer from behind and draped his large jacket over her.
Eve remained silent and slipped her arms into the oversized sleeves. Just as she was about to button herself, Ivan turned her to face him and began fastening the buttons one by one. That was when Eve noticed him standing only in his white shirt, the damp fabric stuck to his skin, revealing his taut muscles to her wandering eyes. From his hard six-pack abs to the broad and defined muscles of his chest. His body looked like a sculpture to marvel at. His top two buttons were undone, offering her an unintentional glimpse of what lay beneath.
Then she suddenly heard him whisper, "Like what you see?"
