The man removed his parka,
revealing a plaid flannel shirt, the triangle of a white, cold-weather T-shirt
peeping from the open neckline. When he raised his arms, thick bands of muscle
rippled across his chest, beneath the layers of fabric. He riveted her with
brilliant azure eyes, bluer than a lake under the summer’s sun. His hair, which
curled a bit boyishly at his temples, resembled a wet beach, light, dirty
brown, with shimmering bronze threads straggling through the locks. But this
was no boy. No, indeed.
God. Gorgeous did not even begin to cover it.
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1 comment:
Very nice excerpt, Taryn. Thanks for sharing with me and being a part of My Sexy Saturday. Hope to see you back next week.
Lynn
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