Chapter 41. Missing You Badly

Oh dear...he was shirtless again.

Why...

Why must he tease her this much? Well, of course he didn't mean to, but, seeing him alone in his office, stubbled and half-naked again, workout sweat glistening all over his effortlessly gorgeous face and bare chest...

Heck. Did he not know how fucking hot he looked? Was he visually impaired? Did he think she was into women now? Or he thought she didn't give a hoot?

"Morning."

"Hey."

"What's wrong?" Jenson squinted his attentive green eyes when she stayed put on the hospital bed. Even his voice sounded sexy. Deep but breathy.

Gut-wrenchingly arousing. "Nothing," she lied. "You were workin' out?"

"Just some push-ups and pull-ups."

Some... That meant at least 50 each—she was sure.

"What about you?" Jenson leaned over his desk and cleared his throat. He tilted his laptop screen to adjust the camera angle. "How you feelin'? You okay?"

"I'm fine," Jessi sighed, faking a smile for hi