SERANo, this man was the opposite of Jared. The opposite of polished and composed.Rugged. Yes, that was the word. He was shirtless, and I couldn’t stop my eyes from roaming. Broad chest, anf uscles that didn’t come from hours with a trainer but from real work, thick arms, veined forearms, dusted with just enough dark hair to make my thighs clench. His skin was sun-warmed bronze, his jaw square and stubbled, like he hadn’t bothered shaving for anyone.His dark eyes hooded and lazy dragged over me, slow and deliberate, lingering far too long like he was deciding what he wanted to do with me… and imagining it in detail.I stood frozen in place, the air suddenly thick and too hot, my body responding before my mind could catch up.My nipples tightened beneath the thin fabric of my tank top, the breeze catching the hem of my barely-there shorts.His gaze dipped lower.Fuck.Say something, Sera.I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. My throat was dry, and my tongue suddenly a useles
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