Alexander’s POV

Sophia’s breasts. That’s all I see. Fair, plump, so full and pushed up. Not just that. They’re glistening, like the rest of her skin, calling for every Tom, Dick, and Harry’s attention. I catch two blue veins snaking on top of them. They’re dangerously secured in a white strapless bedazzled corset top—all rhinestone.

Lewis immediately comes to mind. Then, the other guys who would all be present at Candace’s villa.

“No.” The word spills out of me.

Her ...