Jenny jumped when the door opened, then she felt embarrassment and fear as she took in Chris standing there in just his boxers. His upper body was massive, much bigger than it looked when he was clothed, and he had a large tattoo on one arm. He was strong and muscled, and the sight of all that brute strength and male power made her want to run screaming.
Beside him stood a blonde woman who narrowed her eyes at Jenny and looked her up and down. It was glaringly obvious that these two had had s*x, and Jenny had no idea where to look all of a sudden.
Oh, God… has he got a girlfriend now? If he does, none of this is going to work.
“Hey, Jenny,” Chris said, trying to look and sound calm. “Hey, how are you?”
“Good,” Jenny said, avoiding his eyes. “Is this a bad time? I can come back later.”
