He sat her on the edge of the bed then stood in front of her. When he stripped off his shirt, her jaw dropped.Dear. God.Ropes of corded muscles, hard lines of strength, sex, and everything in between covered his body. He had some chest hair, enough to enhance the beauty of his ink, but not too much.And, sweet baby Jesus, his ink.
-Carrie Ann Ryan
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