“Ugh?” he repeats, amused. “I give you my soul, and I get an ugh?”
But he does as asked, dragging his shirt up over his head and casting it aside. There it all is for her, everything she’s seen a hundred times or more but now is hers — broad shoulders, sculpted muscle, and all.
no subject
But he does as asked, dragging his shirt up over his head and casting it aside. There it all is for her, everything she’s seen a hundred times or more but now is hers — broad shoulders, sculpted muscle, and all.