Chapter 109

• Bowing before me was Jacob Moore with spiked brown hair and crystal blue eyes and black pants and no shirt. His skin looked so soft as the light's reflection cascaded upon the toned thick muscles. He looked as if he could have been sculpted by Auguste Rodin.
• Then there was Garrett Ashford with his dirty blond hair and light hazel eyes wearing grey pants and a muscle shirt. He licked his lips as his eyes moved from my head to my toes. I could see the spine-tingling and manipulating thoughts passing across his handsome face.
• They were trying to intimidate me. Those wicked smiles and alluring bodies were tense and at any moment at one sign of weakness they would pounce. I could see the hunger in their eyes, the same hunger I saw in my dream, but tonight I was the one in control. One false move I would give them their punishment.