Chapter 7

“Excuse me?” I mumbled, hypnotized by his muscle-packed chest, broad shoulders, and narrow hips.

“Eyes up here,” he politely scolded me, snapping.

Embarrassed, I quickly moved my view to his face, finding it just as attractive as his pumped torso. “Sorry. It’s just…you’re easy to look at.”

He laughed.

I didn’t.

We were not getting off on the right foot.

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