The Prophet Enigma

Callum was awake too, training out on the balcony.

Hearing the Vances' voices, he hesitated, then stepped out and called, "Sadie."

He wore a tank top and camo pants, sweat running down his body. His limbs looked long and powerful, his build cut and athletic—eight-pack abs under the tank, a wave of hard-edged masculinity coming off him.

Sadie glanced over and casually looked away.

Callum seemed uns