I was still staring at the beautiful breakfast tray in shock when I heard movement near the window. I looked up and nearly choked again C but this time for a completely different reason.

Dominic was standing by the dresser wearing only dark pants, his muscular chest completely bare. Sweat glistened on his bronzed skin as he slowly removed a white apron from around his waist. His abs were perfectly defined, each muscle carved like he was a statue made by some master artist. His broad ...