Scott's POV
From tension to friction. Going to talk to Eliana with my buttons undone was a wonderful idea. Something a pervert will do… Desperate times call for drastic measures. I've seen her drool over my body. A little show off and flexing of these muscles won't hurt anyone. I just needed to get her attention.
The second her eyes caught a glimpse of my exposed chest, she lost the frown that had been on her face when she had opened the door. The tension in the room began to slip away, replaced with something else, something electrifying and tempting.
“Eliana, you don't have to forgive me… I'm not trying to persuade you with what I'm about to say but please, hear me out. That's all I ask.”
I waited for her response, a frown, blink, anything at all. Instead she stared at me, lost in
