Darius smirked at me as he prowled closer, apparently not the least bit embarrassed by his body being on show. Not that he should have been, he had sculpted muscles and broad shoulders that just screamed touch me. His skin was tanned and kissed by his tattoos and just looking at him had heat rising across my body. Bad Tory. Don’t look at the jackass like that. He might look good enough to eat but he’d sure as shit give you indigestion.
