Burn for You (Flirting with Forever Book 3) by Amanda Bailey

Author:Amanda Bailey [Bailey, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-01T16:00:00+00:00

I don’t know what possesses me, but after class, I hang around for a while, sitting on a bench by the door, fiddling with my phone. I can’t resist glancing up every so often to watch Damon in his session with Frank. I still can’t freaking believe he’s crashed my field trip—well, Hadleigh and Sawyer’s. I mean, I sort of did the same, but at least I had permission from them before inserting myself into the trip. I can’t believe he went to Jake behind my back. The big jerk.

Big, sweaty, muscly jerk. I feel the growl work its way up from my stomach and just barely stop it from coming out.

Damon and Frank move around each other on the mat, punching, jabbing, and kicking at each other. The more I watch Damon, the grumpier I get. All day today, I’d ignored him, refusing to speak to him, but now? Now I’m mad and spoiling for a fight. I may not be able to literally kick his ass, but I sure will lay into him verbally when I get the chance.

Another glance at him has me wanting to mentally whip myself. It’s a damn shame he’s such an ass because his body is a masterpiece. He’s completely cut, his muscles flexing and rippling under his skin, and dear lord, I can’t help but watch him move. He’s powerful, yet graceful. Cunning, and quick. Poetry in motion, really.

Hot jerk poetry. Why does he have to be so attractive when all I want to do is sock him in the nose?

A while later, I notice Frank exiting the gym area to the locker room, while Damon continues his workout, throwing punches and kicks at a bag hanging from the ceiling.

It’s now or never.

I march over to him, full of indignation and fire, ready to let him have it. When he sees me coming, he stops and turns to me, hands on his hips. Sweat drips down his chest in rivulets. My eyes follow the drops as they slide down the grooves in his muscled abs. Saliva pools in my mouth as I take in every inch of a very, very sweaty Damon. He’s pure sex on a stick—strong pecs, big shoulders, and I swear, his abs have abs of their own. Don’t get me started on the cut of that V going straight down inside the waistband of his shorts, pointing directly to the promised land. The holy grail. My mouth waters some more at the thought.

Oh my God. Please don’t let all the things I’ve been planning on saying to him get stuck in my throat. I swallow hard as I come to a stop right in front of him.

“Up here.”

At his words, my eyes flick from his abs to his eyes, and I scowl. At the same time, blood rushes to my face, turning it as red as his Muay Thai gloves. He totally caught me gawking.

Annoyingly enough, my eyes drop a second time, mesmerized as his pec muscles twitch, attracting my attention.

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