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.

looking

was even

mean, it’s not like he wouldn’t see

in front of

this was Tyler Wood for crying out loud. The guy had seen plenty of sexy bodies, mine wasn’t top

my gaze nervously back to his, I notice how he didn’t look impatient but just stared at

murmured, gulping when he stood up and stalked

locked it. He turns around, a grin emerging on his mouth. “There. Now no one would barge in.

be thinking we

because he chuckles. “Don’t worry, I told everyone I would hire a girl to babysit Daff on Saturdays. Everyone thinks you’re in some kind

narrowed my eyes slightly. “In your

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