He shrugs off his shirt easily. His torso is a thing of beauty—strong, thick muscles, every one delineated in beautiful lines. The wide shoulders and chest taper into tight abs with ridges so defined they could hold pennies. A dark dusting of hair vanishes below the waistband of his shorts. Licking my lower lip, I raise my eyes to meet his. His blue gaze is so dark, it’s almost black. “Are you naked underneath?” He gives me a wicked grin. “Want to see?” I nod eagerly.
