The Ex-Wife’s Mega Comeback
Franklin wasn’t about to take that from his son.
When he returned moments later in his swim pants, Cassie forgot how to breathe.
She cleared her throat quickly, heart stuttering. “I think, you should be the one on Vogue,” she said, forcing a laugh to hide her blush.
Franklin was sculpted by discipline, broad shoulders, lean muscle, strength worn without arrogance. The kind of body that spoke of control, restraint, and power. Combined with his sharp features, it was almost unfair.
Cassie deliberately kept her eyes above his stomach.