Author: Jordan Marie
Logan is a complication I didn’t count on.
I need to stay away—too many lives depend on it.
One wrong move and everything around me will crumble.
But his graveled voice calls to me.
His wicked smile takes my breath.
His whiskey colored eyes intoxicates me.
His heated touch seduces me.
And his hard body promises hot nights beyond my dirtiest fantasies.
Saying yes, would be wrong.
But being wrong feels so good.
I stretch the towel out holding it in both of my arms. I look at her over the top of it, leering with my face showing nothing but challenge.
“Like this, Angel?”
“I’m trusting you not to peek,” she warns.
“Scouts honor,” I grin.
“Turn your head.”
She waits until I do it, and then stands. The sound of water sloshing, makes my mind go wild. I know the visions I’m picturing could only pale to the real thing…
“You’re looking!” she gasps, pulling the towel around her quickly. She did it before I barely got a glance, but what I did see was fucking amazing.
“Darlin’ I’m called Devil for a reason.”
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