We’re still lost in each other when Ray clears his throat. “Mr. Maverick, Miss Crawford Mr. Dibb’s men are here to meet with you.”
“It’s Aria, Ray!” I say as I pull myself out of Mason’s arms. Mason doesn’t let me get far, looping his arm around my waist and holding me to his side. Smiling to myself I kinda hope he’s trying to mark his territory in front of this pack of…crazy good looking men.
Each man has that same intimidating nature about them, they’re overwhelming to look at all at once. I’m sure they leave a trail of swooning women and cowering men wherever they go.
They’re all different styles of fit, stocky, brawny, and barrel-chested men fill up the room. Their eyes don’t wander around instead they stay glued to us and as each of them gets comfortable in different spots across t
