Patrick J Adams Shirtless Novels & Stories

I assumed they tried to violate him. After a few minutes of silence, I asked, "can I see your scars?" Adam slowly nodded, took off his jacket, and began to unbutton his shirt; I hadn't realized until then that I hadn't seen Adam shirtless. After taking off his shirt, he moved so I could see his entire back. My heart broke at the sight of the numerous scars. I couldn't imagine everything Adam had been through. How many mental and emotional scars did he have if he had so many physical scars?

He was too tired to use the staircase. For the first time in his life, he felt genuine fear invading his chest. He was slowly being rejected by his mate and that didn't stand still with him. A knock on the door made him turn. He smile grimly at his father entering the room. Adam wore a white plain button up shirt. The top part of his shirt was unbuttoned revealing a wide hard chest with light curls. He observed his father masculine features and it still amazes him that his father didn't look a day old despite already reaching his hundreds of age.

he probably started a business and taught others like I taught. "Alpha," they all shouted in unison and I lost my train of thought due to the interruption. I turned towards the entrance and saw James in a pair of grey shorts but no shirt. How long has he been standing there? 'Girl that's the least of your concern right now! His shirt is off! You always wanted to see how he looked like shirtless,' Chloe said and I dipped my eyes to his well sculptured chest.

If only I could see a picture of him without a shirt… maybe that would be enough. I moved closer to the nightstand and noticed a wooden drawer slightly open. I pulled it further, expecting nothing more than ordinary items. Instead, a stack of printed photographs slid out and spilled onto the floor. I knelt down, gathering them one by one. As my eyes fell on the images, my throat went dry. They were pictures of Adrian at the beach. His body was fully exposed under the sun, captured in sharp, effortless detail. Broad shoulders narrowed into a defined V at his waist, his abs etched and tightening with each pose as he stood shirtless in the sand.

Rebellious Lillian had been so ingrained in my life that I couldn't get rid of her. I take off my pajamas, leaving only my panties, the white T"shirt is the first thing I wear, it has long sleeves, has a few buttons and I leave three of them open, exposing part of my bra"free breasts. Then I put on the skirt, it's black, checkered, it goes down to the thighs and has two suspenders. "Love, I didn't find your cell phone.. why did you lock the door? " Adam forces the doorknob.

Jenna was embarrassed to see Adam shirtless, but seeing Adam who was having trouble walking, she couldn't help but hurried over to Adam and led him into bed. "You! Fan my face!" Adam snapped, while he was fanning his face with hands. Jenna sneered, but still, she dragged her feet down to get the portable fan in her trunk and sat down next to Adam. While pointed a portable fan to Adam's face, Jenna studied Adam's upper body, which looked like the models of men's fashion magazines. His six-pack abs with a broad chest, made Jenna think of something that immediately made her feel ashamed of herself. She immediately cleared her throat to divert her mind,

Alexander Hamilton. He wore a casual white t-shirt with a black ripped jeans. The white t-shirt perfectly skinned to his body. His shoulder muscles are bulging under the white tshirt. His biceps seeming very tight under his t-shirt. It suits perfectly well to him and making him even more dangerously handsome. He is looking more younger in this attire than the office suits. I mentally scolded myself, why the heck he has to be in this place. And why is he staring at me like I'm a terrorist.

Jessamine smiled gently; hearing him say that really made him seem quite pitiful. "Then… why aren't you wearing any clothes?" Thaddeus had completely forgotten that he wasn't wearing a shirt. When he saw her video call coming in, he got excited and answered right away, only to realize at that moment that he was still bare-chested. Not only did he not avoid it, but he deliberately moved the camera down a few inches and said lazily, "I forgot to pack my pajamas, so I don't have anything to wear to bed."

Adam was in a white and black, vertical stripped short-sleeve shirt, Grey tapered jeans trouser with white, fitting sneakers. “I’m just so amazed by your politeness. You opened the door for me and carried my bag. It reminds me of the first time me met. Even though the drink only stained your shirt, you were concerned about me. You’re such a perfect gentleman.” I praised, watching a small smile creek out of his full kissable lips. Adam’s steady eyes, glittering at mine, suddenly looked away. ‘Wait, was he shy? What’s going through his mind right now?’ I wanted yo know. My eyes widened amidst the curiosity.

Jane's POV I can't believe I did that. "Oh my God!" I exclaimed, my eyes wide. "Why are you shirtless?" Adrian didn't turn around, but shook his head surprised by my reaction. "Uh, because I was getting dressed? What's the big deal?" "I don't know. You tell me." He turned around and looked at me, a smirk on his face. "What's the matter, Jane? Never seen a guy without a shirt before?" he teased.