"What's on someone else's plate?"I leaned against the tub like a siren, my gaze raking over Alexander Knight as he tore off his soaked button-down shirt. His cold, pale back muscles rippled with sharp, lethal ridges, water streaming down his spine to disappear under his trouser waistband. Every contour of his body screamed raw, unapologetic power."You seemed to savor it just fine a moment ago, sir."Alexander Knight tossed the waterlogged shirt into the hamper, his sideways glance slicing through me like a blade."One taste was enough to know it's tainted."My eyes locked on the beaded droplets clinging to his pectorals, my lips curving into a lazy, predatory smirk. Thirty-two, and the man still had a killer body. Total eye candy, hot as hell. I bit my lower lip, a silent whimper catching in my throat. Just the sight of him was enough to make my skin burn."Your tongue is quite picky, sir. Judging a plate tainted from one lick, dismissing a woman just by her name."I pushed off the t
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