When Jack comes back outside he’s changed into a pair of black sweat pants and a tight long sleeve black shirt that hugs his arms in just the right way. My mouth waters at the sight of him but I mean what’s new? The man was literally sculpted by the gods themselves.
Jack looks like the kind of guy you would see on the cover of a dark romance book. I personally wouldn’t mind having him chase me through the woods with a mask on. And after what we did this morning I have a feeling if I asked him to that he would. Jack likes being dominant, he likes being in control and I like it too.
“Would you chase me through the woods with a mask on?” I blurt out. I really need to learn to have a filter.
He stares at me for a second with clearly a little caught off guard by my question.
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