ASHLEYI have seen shirtless guys, but I haven't seen anyone like him before. I couldn't get the image out of my head no matter how much I tried.The joggers hung low on his hips, careless and effortless.I remembered the way his muscles shifted when he moved. Subtle flexes beneath warm skin, the quiet strength in his arms. His chest was toned, broad and smooth, rising and falling with slow, steady breaths. Below it, well-defined abs tightened slightly when he turned, the faint lines catching the light.He saw me in shorts. I was still embarrassed about him seeing me in clothes like that.In my defence, I wasn't expecting to see anyone there so early. I only wanted a cup of coffee.He was normal during the conversation, unlike me, who was a mess. If he noticed anything, he didn't say it.Rather, he showed it...I could still remember the tingles I felt when he patted my back softly. And when he put a finger over my mouth. My heart skipped a beat. I couldn't help but wonder if he fe
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