![]() Couldn’t say it was a bad thing, that’s for sure.“You didn’t have to write me a snooty email, Teagan. He came closer, and the smell of his cologne mixed with sweat was…interesting. I miss my mum, but the good news is, I’ve just moved into So, I came to a strange country for the first time to get away for a bit. ![]() I have no clue what I’m doing with my life and have a some what crappy family situation back in England. ![]() But since you finally did inquire… Hi, I’m Caleb Yates. “You’ve had no interest in getting to know me from the moment I walked in the door. “Who am I? Well, nice of you to ask, Teagan.” He threw his towel down on the desk. “You think you know it all, don’t you? Who are you?” “And yes, in fact, your father did give me permission to put the bar up.” Amazing how easy it is to walk up the stairs, isn’t it? He grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat off his forehead. The house shook as he landed on his feet. “Did my father give you permission to put that thing in the doorway?” He was a bastard-but there was no denying he was beautiful. His hard abs were now staring me in the face, ripples of carved muscle. He wore a T-shirt that rode up each me he rose. He used a bar affixed to the top of the door to lift himself up. The unexpected sight of Caleb doing pull-ups met my eyes. But when I got to the top of the stairwell, I swallowed the words I’d been prepared to unleash. I stormed up the stairs and headed straight to my old room-his room. ![]() New York Times, USA Today, and #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author ![]()
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