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He said, "Sure, I’ll change"

Without ed off the jacket and pulled his T-shirt over his head Both slithered to the floor in a rustle of fabric and sat there, leaking air

I sucked in a breath so loud it was alhtin a sewer compared to Jackson’s body The fine trail of down I’d found so bewitching led up from his abdomen to his chest, where it flared out between his nipples, a dusting of dark hair that was both erotic and exquisitely azines and online axed to a neutered, eye-watering shine that this alraphic

Then there were the muscles Lord, the muscles He had them in places I didn’t know a person could have , a pair of then advertising the way to his baby et me started on his skin Men should not be allowed to have skin that glows Skin so golden and perfect it looks sprayed on, like so, he was beautiful, and he was giving me a look like he was about to pull my dress up and bend me over the sink, and it was all tooand fainted

"So this is what you do with all your free time," I said, my voice a kitchenblue fire, Jackson said softly, "Would you like to pick out my clothes for h but ended up sounding like I was atte to expel a hairball froe" I turned away, not trustingover iant coward that I was

Our eyes ot the sense he wanted to I got the sense that he was pleased as punch with himself, so I sent him a frown

Heone of the bags the driver had placed to the side of the wardrobe He flipped it onto the bed, unzipped it, and rued around for a shirt, while I stared helplessly at all those spectacularto work

Seriously, was it necessary to have soplaces on a body?

Yes! roaredsigh for?" Jackson looked over his shoulder, caught as," I said, and soing on I bet my ovaries were on speed dial to his brain

Jackson chuckled He pulled a dark-blue dress shirt fro, tossed it over his shoulders, and turned to faceat me with bedroom eyes the whole time, like a striptease in reverse

"Better," I said once the last button had been done "Now tuck"

"You sound like a wife already," he protested mildly, but did as I said and tucked the ends of his shirt into his jeans Of course this necessitated an unbuttoning of his fly, which revealed he earing white cotton briefs whose front sea tested by a e and ready for business

I made a peep like a startled baby bird and whipped my head around so fast I nearly broke my own neck Confronted withthe obvious: I was turned on as all get-out My pupils were huge,like a bodice-ripper cover model’s

Dear Lord I was sexually attracted to ht in there, Bianca?"

I heard the laughter in his tone and wondered where in the room that heavy bronze obelisk was I kept my voice even by a miracle of self-control "Peachy keen"

He rapped on the doorfraainst it with one shoulder, his arms crossed over his chest, his shirt buttoned and tucked in, the picture of casual confidence "Ready?" he said, his voice husky

"For dinner," I clarified

"Of course What else would I be talking about?"