Sofia found herself dumbstruck for a while as she stared at Jonathon who was only clad in his sweatpants and a comfortable muscle shirt. He had a drink in his hand and Sofia wondered if the empty bottle of scotch beside him had been filled to the brim before he drank the rest of it.
"Where the hell have you been?" He repeated.
Sofia watched as he slowly stood up, trying to maintain his balance. He managed to put the glass down and slowly walked towards her. Sofia did not even notice that she dropped her shoes and her purse. All she could do was stare at Jonathon who looked gloriously handsome albeit terrifying.
His hair had been tousled into a mess which made his lean, hard body look sexier. His gray eyes were like storm clouds, ready to unleash a whole lot of feelings in Sofia. She
