Ugh. Of course he looks incredible in black-rimmed sunglasses. They somehow accentuate his strong jawline and perfectly angular nose. Casually, he rests his elbow against the door while the other hand steers. My eyes travel up his arm, tracking his masculine veins until they slip under his rolled sleeve. I can only imagine all the other manly things under that shirt. Biceps, triceps, and shoulders. Oh my! “So this is what it feels like to get undressed by someone’s eyes.” His sideways smirk is entirely obnoxious and warranted. My head turns, shielding my blush from his gaze just in case he can
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