THE BADBOY'S Baby Doll
She exhaled softly, heart warm, body relaxed, and smiled to herself, this morning felt different, so refreshing.
The door clicked open, and Trevor walked in—shirtless and devastatingly sexy. His abs were perfectly carved, biceps prominent, every muscle in his chest and abdomen flexing effortlessly with each step he took
A pair of soft, straight-leg cargo joggers hung low on his waist, loose and tight enough to frame the sharp V-line disappearing beneath the fabric
The ink on his tattooed chest caught the light, glistening faintly as Claudia stared—lips parting without her realizing it.