His body slowly unfolded from his position against the wall and he made his way over to where I was standing. God he was built, and I hated how much my body responded to his. Instead of his usual suit, he wore a leather jacket and his powerful legs were wrapped in faded jeans that sculpted to his body like they were made for him. If I hadn't been shivering from cold, I would have been shivering for an entirely different reason, and that just pissed me off more. As he stepped right in front of me, arms crossed, his frigid azure eyes assessed me. “I see you just keep going back for more.” “You know what, Lochlan, if I didn't know better, I'd say you sounded jealous.” I wasn’t sure what came over me when I was near him, but my calm, level-headed self closed up shop and left fifteen year-old d
