His lips were full, kissable, and of course stretched into a cocky smile. Surprisingly, he liked what he saw when he looked at me and he could also tell I enjoyed the view just as much, if not more. His frame was long, muscular, not hulking like Emmett but the guy definitely had some firm muscles in his long arms, and white t-shirt clad chest. He wore faded jeans that hugged his legs and ass in all the right places. They weren’t too tight but definitely didn’t leave anything to the imagination. The bulge behind his fly made me shiver. To top off his oh-so-bad boy look, his feet were covered in a pair of dirty cowboy boots.

Delicious.

Masculine.

Trouble.

Dangerous as hell.

I so needed to stay away from this man.

“Cat got your tongue, sugar plum? I said it looks like you could use some help over there.” Mr. Bedroom eyes told me.

*sigh* go.. read, leave her some love because something tells me this is only going to get ALL kinds of hot and wonderful!