#Chapter154
Tattoos
MEGAN
TENSION THICKENED between us, it coiled up in my gut. I did a huge gulp with wide eyes in shock. Oh, boy. Trouble, here I come. Forrest was only in a towel wrapped securely around his narrow hips. His presence had me utterly speechless. Lord Jesus, he was beautiful in every angle—beautiful than I ever imagined.
My heart was racing wild. My skin grew hot with searing heat rushing up my neck to my face from embarrassment and his...well, he looked like a forbidden ripe fruit. The longer you look, the stronger the desire of wanting a bite.
I opened my mouth to speak, I had to close again, afraid I might say something definitely inappropriate that I should be keeping to myself. I’d had a fair share of men, but he was too perfect for me that made me sinfully melt inside.
