AZURA.
He stepped forward, raising his eyebrow as he took a drag on the cigarette. Why did that look so damn fine..? Something about a man smoking always looked sexy.
My mind was messed up…
He was shirtless, that drool-worthy body of his making my stomach flutter like crazy. His black jeans sat low on his hips, and from this angle I could see the curve of that sexy ass of his too.
"Keep wishing for that. You ain’t all that." He replied, his sharp blue eyes meeting mine.
"Oh yeah, right, it’s my dream to have you drooling over me. How can I forget, I'm head over heels." I shot back mockingly, not missing the way his eyes trailed over me smoothly before he looked back into my eyes.
Although I wanted to ask about his son, I wasn’t sure if I should.
To hell with it, I'm asking.
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