‘What’s up?’ I spun around.
‘You’ve… there’s some blood on the back of your dress,’ he said sheepishly.
‘Shit!’ I winced. This grey dress was the darkest thing I had that was clean. Normally I’d wear black when I had my period, but everything was in my laundry basket. I’d meant to do washing yesterday, but obviously I hadn’t had the energy.
‘I need the loo, but I don’t want to go out there with a stain on my arse.’
I hated when this happened. That’s why I used a tamponanda pad. But clearly that wasn’t enough.
My eyes scanned the office for something to cover up with. But it was a mild day, so I hadn’t bought a jacket.
‘Hold on.’ Ben undid his tie, then unbuttoned his shirt before pulling it over his head and handing it to me. ‘Take this and wrap it around your waist.’
My jaw crashed to the floor.
Not just because of the kind gesture of offering me his shirt, but because of what was right in front of me.
Ben was hot.
Buttopless Benwas a freaking inferno.
Damn.
I swallowed hard, like I had a concrete bus lodged in my throat.
‘But, what will y-you…’ I tried my best to focus, but it was impossible.
I still couldn’t get over it.
Ben’s chest was incredible.
Spectacular.
Bloody hell.
He could be a shirtless model that appeared on romance book covers.
Wow.
I dropped my gaze to the floor. Any minute now I was going to start dribbling like a teething baby and I didn’t want him to see the drool roll down my chin.
‘But if you…’ I tried to unscramble my brain and form a cohesive sentence.Let’s try again, shall we?‘If you give me that, what will you wear?’
Ben walked to his desk, opened the drawer and pulled out a T-shirt.
‘This,’ he said. ‘I keep a spare T-shirt and shorts in case I want to go running on the beach after work.’
‘Oh, okay. Makes sense. If you’re sure, then, thanks.’
I tied the shirt around my waist and instantly got a whiff of his gorgeous scent.
Was it bad that I was thinking about keeping this shirt so I could continue sniffing it later?
Actually, no need to answer that. I just heard myself and that definitely sounded weird.
But I challenged any red-blooded person to have Ben’s magnificent chest right in front of them andnothave their mind and body turn to mush.
When he slid on the T-shirt, I swear I heard my vagina weep.
