I tried not to stare—really, I did. But the hint of flowers and vines at Alec's neck continued down his perfectly formed pecs and over a sculpted stomach. Between the colors and intriguing patterns and the phenomenal body, it was almost impossible to redirect my gaze when I wanted to explore every inch of bare skin until I memorized it, analyzed it, and was able to recall it all in minute detail by memory.
It was only when the lower half of Alec's face cleared the shirt that I was able to look away.
"I'll step out and let you change in private."
"You don't have to. I like your eyes on my body. I'd hoped you would have seen all of me and me you last night before I messed things up."
My throat went dry. I had no business letting my thoughts stray in that direction. No. I was slowing things down, and nothing was happening at the church regardless.
"I'll be right outside. Call me when you're done. We'll talk."
