What Do You Want, Baby Boy?

Evander

**Evander**

Javier sat in the dim light of my office, his dark eyes dragging down my messy appearance. He ignored my exhausted complaint. Instead, he pushed up from the guest chair and closed the distance between us. His gaze locked onto my wrinkled suit pants, clearly reading the lingering evidence of my morning with Sienna on the couch.

"You need to change your pants," he stated, his