Jude was on the balcony that faced mine, a steaming mug of something in his hand, staring at the ground as he slowly paced. But even better than this rare sighting… he was shirtless. Packed muscle shifted in his abdomen when he lifted his free hand to drag it through his tousled hair. His skin gleamed golden in the afternoon light, highlighting every defined inch of his muscular biceps and taut shoulders.
