I had not heard Blake come in at all, let alone get into bed shirtless. Dear god, he was half-naked. At least I hope half! Because I cannot see beneath the sheets that half-cover his Koi Tattoo.
Blake’s eyes were closed, and his breathing was slow and steady. Thank god, he was still asleep and did not hear me wake.
I took a deep breath and looked down at him, still not moving.
He seemed to be sleeping peacefully. A defined jawline perfectly bordered his tanned skin. I had seen the definition of his abdomen before, when he removed his shirt. Now, being so close to him, his stomach moved up and down with deep, calm breaths echoing the shadow of his perfect muscles. Man, he was sexy. He was closer to one of the Greek gods represented in the alcoves of the mansion's spiral staircase than
