Читать книгу Samantha's Cowboy - Marin Thomas - Страница 8

For a guy who wore a suit to work he had nicely defined pecs and biceps. Not the bulging muscles the cowboys flaunted but the lean, hard muscles of a swimmer or a runner. Sam studied the intriguing patch of dark hair in the middle of his chest, before following it down his stomach, where it disappeared beneath the waistband of his jeans. When her eyes reversed direction, she discovered Wade staring at her.

Their gazes clashed and Wade’s brown eyes smoldered with invitation.

Oh, boy. She was in trouble.

Big trouble.