He leans against the door frame, folding his arms. Why is that so attractive? It’s just leaning. There’s nothing sexy about leaning, is there? I take a step back, trying to get a better look at the full picture he presents. He’s changed out of his pajamas, sadly; gone are the t-shirt and plaid pants, replaced by jeans and an oatmeal-colored cable-knit sweater. He’s not a ridiculously ripped guy—not like Too Happy Gus from the yoga studio, for example—but nor is he puny; I can still see the breadth of his shoulders and the faint shape of his biceps when he’s standing like this— And I’m staring
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