The lights clearly illuminated Vangar's appearance.
Under the illumination, the man's warm, fair skin gave off a healthy sheen. His smooth, firm muscle lines were packed with power, flawless from his chest down to his tight abdomen.
And below that...
Rory's face flushed red with a sudden boom.
Vangar wasn't wearing a shirt, nor was he wearing...
Sitting on Vangar's lap, Rory felt her own breath turn scalding hot. She couldn't sit comfortably, she couldn't stand up, and she felt like she was about to explode right then and there.
"You... didn't you say you were changing your clothes?"
Where were the clothes?
Vangar hadn't expected the lights to come back on so quickly. His earlobes flushed crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye, a blush that quickly spread across his entire handsome face.
