She’d seen him without his shirt more times than she could count, but it hadn’t been recent, and he’d filled out even more. As he turned back to look at her, a questioning, yet humorous, expression on his face, she felt her cheeks color. Her eyes drifted down his chiseled chest to his abdomen which could’ve been a sculpture as it rippled in perfection down to the V shape that disappeared below the top of his breeches, a small tuft of dark hair enticed her eyes to drop even lower, which she fought momentarily before giving in. It seemed he must’ve been having similar thoughts about her as it was obvious from even this far across a shadowed room he was aroused.
Despite the fact that she wanted to tumble into the bed with him straightaway, he knew she wanted answers, so he picked up the rema
