Grit and Deception

As he starred, I starred. His shirt, tight around his biceps and his chest looked as if it was about to pop the buttons away. Deep dimples situated in the middle of both cheeks, with striking brown eyes. I wore a short satin robe and nothing more.

 

Grit and Deception

 

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