Chapter 12 - ColtonApproaching Sophie where she stands near the kitchen island, it’s impossible to keep my eyes from slipping down over her lush curves. Her n*****s have hardened against the t-shirt she’s wearing. My t-shirt. I don’t like that she’s on display in front of my brothers. And Pace needs to keep his damn eyes to himself. If I see that dumbass dopey grin on his face one more time, I’m going to punch it off.
Looking at her, and imagining what’s under that t-shirt, I struggle to keep my thoughts clean. My mind wanders back to last night when she stripped for me.
At the auction when she kept her arms locked over her breasts, I assumed there was something she was hiding. I didn’t think it was anything as grotesque as a third n****e, but I’d thought maybe she had a birthmark, or a
