Eye Candy

The driver had put it so bluntly that Sloane had no choice but to suck it up, step out of the car, and follow Vaughn into the elevator.

They arrived at his floor, where Vaughn began unbuttoning his shirt as he walked inside.

Once through the door, he slipped off the shirt and tossed it over the sofa arm.

His back was a flawless canvas of sleek, toned muscles, exuding raw masculinity.

Sloane blushe