Chapter 2

Vanessa POV

There they stood right on my porch, two tall twenty year old boys holding their overnight bags.

Ryan was on the left, clean cut with those gym built shoulders stretching his t-shirt, short hair neat, calm eyes that tried hard to stay polite.

Darius stood on the right, tattoos running up his arms and peeking out from his collar, that cocky grin already spreading across his face while his dreads hung loose.

Both of them stopped talking the second they saw me, still flushed and sweaty from my bedroom session, wearing nothing but that short silk robe tied real loose.

My hard nipples poked straight through...