Layla’s pov

I watch him like he had grown a second head.

Tyler seems quite unfazed by my stunned expression. Instead, he looked at me expectantly with a brow cocked.

“Is this some sick joke

Tyler cuts me off. “I assure you, I’m not playing any games here. It’s simple. You strip, you don’t have to be bare, you can keep your underwear and bra on. But I need to see how comfortable you are with me seeing you like this Layla. I need you to warm up to me if we were to make this work.”

| stared at him silently for a second, confused by my inner turmoil. He wasn’t bursting into fits of laughter, his eyes didn’t shine with humor and he definitely looked serious.

sighed, nervously looking

was even contemplating

mean, it’s not like he wouldn’t

bare in front of a

was Tyler Wood for crying out loud. The guy had seen plenty of sexy bodies, mine

look impatient but just stared at me like one would do to a

murmured, gulping when

would strip me down himself, but he only struts to the door and locked it. He turns around, a grin emerging on his mouth. “There. Now no one would barge in.

be thinking

I told everyone I would hire a

narrowed my eyes slightly. “In

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