In the moonlight, my eyes adjusted and I was able to see him clearly. His gorgeous eyes bore into mine as if he were looking into my soul. Mesmerized by the sheer force of his will, I took a step back and relaxed, letting my hand trail across the exquisite curves of his chest under his white shirt. His body was rock hard. It was as if a model of the statue David was standing before me in all his perfection, in all his glory. In an instant, Lance's hands were steel vises upon my wrists and his eyes flared a brilliant green, almost glowing in the darkness of the night. "What the hell?" I gasped, unable to move, unable to run, unsure if I wanted to.
Within the blink of an eye, he turned my back toward his chest. I gasped when he suddenly flung my long blonde hair over my shoulder, exposing t
