Copyright 2014
Bailey Bradford
Chapter Six
It was so not cool to curl up in a ball like the biggest chickenshit on the planet, especially not when the sexiest man he’d ever seen was watching him. It was even less cool to make the guy so obviously uncomfortable. West was clearly blushing—Axel could even see it with just the moonlight aiding his vision. And he also could see that West was seriously,
seriously a stud. And not a zombie. That blush meant he was either really shy or—Axel dismissed the...
Published on October 17, 2014 11:03