The More The Merrier

Chapter 318 What Is Your Type

“Benjamin?” Arissa called as she walked to the edge of the pool. She peered into the water, trying to find Benjamin, but he was nowhere to be seen.

“Where is he?” she muttered with a frown.

When she was about to leave, Benjamin popped out of the water.

His sudden appearance started her, and she almost spilled the milk on her tray.

She quickly steadied the tray before shooting a glare at the man in the water.

Benjamin wiped away the water from his face, then flashed her a teasing smile.

“Were you frightened? Coward!”

Staying silent, she merely looked at him with her lips pressed into a thin line. Spinning around, she set the tray down on the small table.

“Here’s your breakfast! I have other things to do.”

“Wait there!”

After his command, he dived under the water again and resumed swimming.

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Arissa looked over her shoulder and saw his elegant strokes cutting through the surface of the water. His skills were on par with professional swimmers.

With a resigned sigh, she sat down on one of the chairs and decided to enjoy the view.

She slowly lost herself in his movements as she watched the water flowing across his proportionated body.

He looks even hotter when he’s swimming. His body looks so powerful.

couldn’t help

patted her face to snap herself out of the daydream and consciously tried

What was I thinking?

How embarrassing!

few minutes later, Benjamin finally finished a

got out of the pool, water began dripping and sliding down his toned

strode toward her, clad only in a

the delicious sight, and she could feel her

is

gaze instinctively returned to

and grabbed the armrests of the chair she

“Is the view nice?”

intense gaze as he studied her face had

Her heart clenched.

she met his gaze, her heart was

“Just average.”

expression darkened at her

kind of body

his face, Arissa blurted out a celebrities’

body is the best!” she exclaimed

even further at

that are

and reached for the folded towel on the side. After a cursory

movements were smooth and

peeked at him

he’s

of ancient times. They always look

too favorably on them since they’re

good as Benjamin’s, but that’s not