Life is so unpredictable, and last week at this time, I wouldn't have dreamed or even thought about a night like this where I'd be trapped between a rock and a hard place.
Where I will be awestruck while staring helplessly, hungrily at a man's chest. A man so dominant and so dangerous. Shamelessly, I allowed my eyes to roam around his exposed chest, and I took mental note immediately.
The first night I spent in the Fort he had pulled off his T-shirt for me. Then, I wasn't in my right senses enough, so I failed to feed my eyes on his body, but now I can, and I do.
Malva's bare chest was covered all in tattoos. Down to the back of his palm and fingers. Images of roses lay there, sending an undeniable message of his love for that particular flower.
I looked up to see two Lanyard Delux
