64: IN THE SHOWER

ARIEL'S POV "What the heck!" I bawled at Luke. And that still didn't give him some sense. His eyes were still on me, and this was really crazy.   "Get out! Can't you see I'm taking a shower?" I yelled at him.   "I can see that," he uttered, with a deep tone and a smirk on his face. "But you're my wife. And come on, don't act like this is the first time I'm seeing you naked."   I couldn't help but glare at him. Was he under the influence of alcohol, or what?   "You are sick in the head!" I snapped. "Now leave!" I was about to push him out of the bathroom, but he seized both of my hands.   Luke pushed me to the wall with the shower still turned on, soaking his shirt. He pressed both of my hands against the wall, staring into my eyes. And he did all this while I was naked.   His eyes went down to my breasts. I didn't know what he was thinking now, but it was definitely nasty. Luke took his gaze downward, observing my whole body, and our eyes met again.   "Let go of me," I