Chapter Twelve
The Offer
ROCHELLE
The box was filled with pictures of Ryker. In casuals, formal, semi-formal, shirtless, everything you could possibly think of.
My cheeks stained red as my eyes lingered a little on the shirtless photos. I always suspected he was well-built, but sweet goddess!
I didn't think he had such a defined torso. I swallowed hard, forcing my eyes away from the pictures.
I took out the last thing in the box which was a poster with a letter on it. I didn't know what to expect this time but I started with the letter first.
“Just thought I'd send you a little something to cleanse your eyes. Next time you want something hot to look at, put this up,” I read. My lips curled with amusement.
As ridiculous as this whole thing was, a little part of me felt this ting
