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COLTON
I’d felt Hudson’s gaze on me all through Madeline attempting to teach us yoga. My backside had tingled pretty much nonstop, and my d**k attempted to twitch to life a few times. Something about that man just lit me the f**k up.
He’d worn a tight T-shirt, mesh shorts, and had gone barefoot. Hot as f**k. Turning from where I worked at the counter, I caught his stare once more on my backside. Heat resided in his eyes as he lifted his focus up to my face.
“Enjoying the view?” I asked with all the brat sass I could summon.
He narrowed his gaze but didn’t reply.
He wasn’t on the menu for the day, but I got a sense it was more than him not being in the mood to give me his d**k. Even though his eyes said he wanted me, they held a reservation that reminded me of that first Friday nig
