He shrugged. “Almost.” Looking out to sea, he tugged his shirt off. Muscle corded his shoulders and arms, rippled across his stomach, and curved over his chest, taut and— Well, that wasn’t fair. Her mouth went dry, and her heartbeat sped. “It’s rude to stare, you know.” The corner of his mouth twitched. Blinking, she rubbed her nose and turned away. Well, it was rude to be quite that… She swallowed. Delicious-looking? Tempting? Off-limits? Yes, all of those.
