Logan sat up against the headboard, charcoal silk sheets rumpled around his waist. A smooth expanse of olive skin stretched over the naked, sculpted planes of his shoulders and tapered down to a lean waist. His V-cut arrowed beneath the sheets, teasing a promise of the strength and power that lay beneath.
Sophia swallowed hard, her eyes involuntarily drawn to every contour of his body, igniting a wildfire of hormones that she struggled to contain. She felt the heat rising in her cheeks as her gaze traveled, tracing the lines of his muscles, the way his skin seemed to glow in the early morning light. It took every ounce of her willpower to tear her eyes away, finally dragging them up to meet his. Logan’s eyes were already on her, sharp and unwavering, like a hunter watching his prey.
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