Taboo: Ties and Sins
"I need to see you," Devon growled, yanking his own T-shirt over his head and tossing it somewhere into the darkness. "Now."
The faint streetlight filtering through the side window illuminated his torso. Vick froze for a second, breathless, her dark eyes tracing the geography of his body. The broad chest, the defined abs, the shoulders that had carried a man to safety. It was a body built for work, for action, marked by old scars and the angry red burn on his arm. The sight alone was almost enough to make her come right there.