Lincoln’s POV
I feel her before I see her, my back stiffening as my head jerks up to find Abbey staring at me through the mirror in front of me. I’ve been in here for over an hour, trying to work out my frustrations over the woman I desperately want but who seems determined to keep away from me.
I dan near swallow my tongue at the sight of her, standing just inside the door of my makeshift gym, dressed in just a pair of sleep shorts and a tiny, silk top. The dressing gown that she’s throw over the top has come undone, falling open, putting every inch of her flawless body on display to me.
My arm stills, my chest tightening as I drag my eyes up to her face, my body heating at the raw desire that I can see swirling in her eyes as she trails her gaze over me.
Every inch of my skin prickle
