With a self-assured grin, Ariana produced a jar of clay facial mask and said, "Let me put it on for you. I guarantee that your skin will be glowing tomorrow."

Before Tyler could object, Ariana took control and applied the clay mask to his face.

He was forced to tilt his head back, feeling the cool touch of her fingertips on his skin. He gazed intently at her, as if she was the only person in the world, and breathed in the sweet scent of her.

His heart began to race, and he tightly clenched his fists, feeling the warmth spread through his ears.

“Okay, rinse it off after fifteen minutes," Ariana said as she wiped her hands with a tissue and tumed to leave the room.