Coincidentally, Rachel Foster had just discussed the wedding with Maggie during the day. That evening, Kingsly Scott brought up the subject with her.
...
Fresh out of the shower, Kingsly was wrapped only in a towel around his waist. His tall frame, slightly disheveled, and damp black hair exuded an air of wild abandon and laziness, different from his usual self.
His physique was impressive, clearly the result of regular exercise. His well-defined abs and the sensual lines of his obliques were a sight to behold.
This made Rachel's heart race and cheeks flush when facing his bare chest.
At that moment, Rachel gently pushed away Kingsly's restless hand that had settled on her waist. Her gaze deliberately avoided his muscular chest, and her face flushed as she softly coaxed him: "Be good; you'll sleep alone tonight. I haven't slept with Jackson for several days, and I'm worried he might not be used to it. He likes to kick off his blankets at night, so I must check on him."
