Shana~

Before I can knock, the door of Trevor’s apartment opens and the doorway fills with Trevor Willis. In worn blue jeans riding low on his hips, bare feet, and no shirt, I can’t take my eyes off of him. Tunnel vision doesn’t seem to be affecting only me.

Trevor’s gaze is zeroed my way.

Without his saying a word, my body is consumed by the hunger of his stare. His green eyes sparkle with explosions of golden flecks as he scans from my boots to my hair. With ...