Steamy Demands

Avery

I set my mug down with deliberate slowness. "I could use a shower."

His grin was positively wolfish. "Good choice."

Declan straightened his back, tugging his sweat-soaked shirt over his head. The motion revealed his chiseled torso, and I couldn't help but admire the defined ridges of his abs, each muscle standing out in stark, tantalizing relief.

"Like what you see?" he asked, catching me mi