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Let me introduce you to Jack. Jack was across the room sketching on a sketch pad. Jack was a tall man of at least six feet. He seemed to tower over my little five foot two Tabi. He had visible tattoos. He seemed gentle and had a genuine looking smile. I noticed when he offered Tabi a hand shake that her hand basically fit within his palm.

tattooed somewhere. They were the definition of a dream team—the perfect duo, both on the track and off, and the kind of best friends you rarely come across. They were more like brothers. Grady Moore stood at about 6’2”, and he was a specimen. Built like a damn river barge —but oddly so lean that if he claimed to have 0% body fat, I would believe him. It made sense, considering he was a total health nut. Everything he ate was organic and some shade of green. If he ate meat, it had to be lean, trimmed, and grass-fed. His mornings started with an organic protein shake, followed by freshly made juice—because he refused to buy anything pre-made.

His most trusted guards, yet youngest guards, Jax and Freeman roamed around the exit, watching out for any reporters who might have gotten lucky enough to get past Chase. Mackenzie caught sight of the armed guards beside him. Both were not less than six feet and four inches tall. The first wore his long hair in a ponytail at the back of his head, while the second had a baseball cap on, short strands of his blonde hair freed themselves at the back.

It might be accurate, but it's still embarrassing! I stifle a groan. Jason is the hottest freaking man alive, and having him tease me is both humiliating and painful. He is making fun of me, and yet all I want is to kiss his face and run my fingers through his dark, fluffy hair. It always looks so soft. "No offense, but," I size him up. "I think you're too heavy for me." "You think?" He laughs down at me. Jason is more than a head taller than me. Six-foot-six maybe. I don't know, but Maddox and Jason are the tallest people I've ever seen.

Maya said and moved closer to Liza. "It's fine, absolutely fine. Nobody is going to hurt you here, I won't allow that" She said and she nodded affirmatively. "He is about 186 ft tall, with blue eyes. He always packed his front hair in a small ponytail and with broad chests" "Is that all you can say?" "That would do for now, ma'am" The painter said and Yana let out a heavy sign. After about an hour of painting, the painter dropped the pen, "I'm done" He said