Varney
His dark eyes seemed to be staring straight into my soul, making me feel like I might pass out right now. He looked as daunting as ever, if not more right now. His back was against the couch he was sitting on, and his shirt was fully unbuttoned, revealing a clear view of his hard, muscled chest and outlined abs. My eyes widened at the sheer size of those muscles, and I blew out a long breath.
I felt something twitch within me.
Jealousy.
That's what it was. Having such a body is pure madness. I'll literally do and give anything to have such a fit, beautiful rugged body. And if I had such a perfect body, I'll keep my shirt unbuttoned too.
Compared to him, my stomach was flat but soft and I didn't like it.
