Austin stared at her phone in disbelief. Her screen was filled with a dozen photos from "Eliot." Not a single one was repeated.
In each shot, Kaius was in a different pose, a different angle, a different state of undress.
Some photos showed him shirtless, his dark eyes lowered, giving off a dangerous mix of coldness and desire.
Others had him staring straight into the camera. His gaze was intense. His jawline looked sharp enough to slice glass. His eyes seemed to cut through the screen and lock onto her.
A few shots showed him in an oversized sleep shirt, completely unbuttoned. It hung loose over his chest, barely hiding his sculpted abs.
Water droplets slid down the ridges of his muscles like they'd been placed there on purpose. The whole thing felt wild, raw, and deliber
