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Forty-Eight

Natalie knew she shouldn't stare, it was bad to stare at people you've just met but she couldn't help herself.

The cocky-ass man standing before her wearing an arrogant smirk on his face was one of the most handsome men she's ever seen.

He was dressed in dark-blue faded jeans that hugged his lean long legs and snug around his lower region. His shirt was open and there was a sheen of perspiration on his forehead despite the cool breeze.

She drooled shamelessly at his broad muscular chest with sprinkles of hair on them, his taut stomach and abdomen made a V-line down his jean where she could make out the outline of his lower region.

She was comfortable staring down at him she didn't need to look up, she mused with a cat-like grin.

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