Entangled With The Bad Boy
Right now, I’m in the house gym, working out.
Ava: Working out at night?
Kai: Yeah, night’s good for everything. It helps me focus and think too.
Before I can reply, a photo pops up on my screen.
I bite my bottom lip, staring at the photo.
It’s him, but without his face. The image is cropped just below his chest. I see his torso, a black shirt lifted up showing off his defined abs, so perfect. The elastic band of his Calvin Klein underwear peeks above a pair of black sweatpants, tied loosely at the waist.
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