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I’m naked, but he doesn’t seem to care. He kicks off his shoes, stripping his shirt like I’m not sitting here—wet, naked, exposed. My throat goes dry. “What…” I croaked, eyes locked on his chiseled chest, sculpted arms, razor-sharp abs. No wonder he carried me so easily. “Just stop talking.” His tone is sharp, but his gaze lingers... I swallow. “Are you enjoying yourself?” “No.” Then his pants drop. I don’t look. I shouldn’t look. I look. Black boxer briefs. Thick thighs. An obscene bulge. Oh. My. God. Before I can protest, his hands are on me. Firm. Warm. Everywhere. Bare skin against bare skin. Heat. Pressure. Him. I suck in a sharp breath as his grip lingers. “Honestly…” He grabs the loofah, smirking. “…you’ve got a nice body.” I burn. “Stop.” He drags the loofah slowly down my back, his other hand steadying me. “What? It’s the truth. Great tits. Small waist. Hips big enough to grip.” “I’ve never heard big hips used as a compliment.” “Then you don’t hang out with the right people.” 📚 BOOK: Guarded Love by Missy Walker Save 50% on the entire series when you buy directly from Missy! It’s the perfect way to support a small business while reading stories you’ll love! All you have to do is buy now and receive an email with the link to the ebook! Download and read on your favorite app. ♥ Tap the link to start reading this steamy enemies-to-lovers romance today!