Chapter 5
He could at least put a shirt on.
What? Did they simply rip off of him the minute he flexed the hard muscles that rolled and bunched with each movement and breath? Sheesh!
And he’d shaven his beard. She stared at his smooth jawline and chin, wondering if his skin felt as silky to the touch as it looked. He was rather handsome with a masculine beauty that reminded her of the hero of one of her favorite action movies—the most recent one with dinosaurs brought back from extinction. She couldn’t think of the actor’s name right now, but he looked like an ultra-buff version of him.
For two days now, she’d followed Donovan as soon as the sun came up until it set, but she still hadn’t adjusted to the sight of him. It wasn’t the reason she’d begun trailing his every move, but it was q
