He climbs out of bed completely n***d, and heat rushes to my cheeks. Travis gives no f***s because his body is perfect, and he has the most beautiful man-a*s I’ve ever seen. Muscles cascade down his sun-kissed back, and I pull my lips into my mouth to hold back any audible sound that might try to escape. He slowly pulls the jogging pants to his waist and the band snaps to his body, bringing me back to reality. As much as I want to run away, I stand my ground. I’m so pumped up on adrenaline right now, I actually feel like I could take him and all of his muscles.
“Girlfriend? I don’t think so, Princess. I can’t believe that’s the best you have.” The frustration and annoyance in his voice isn’t lost on me.
Girlfriend?When I realize he’s still moving toward me, I begin backing up until my ba
