Beau

Okay, yeah, I’ve been pining for the man, you can’t blame me. Have you seen him? Especially tonight, now that he was angry.

Those emerald green eyes were boring into me as he yelled. I was half-listening, barely hearing a word that came out of those full, luscious lips.

It also didn’t help that it was raining and he was soaked from head to toe. I liked his dark, curly hair better when it was wet. I imagined we were in the shower, and I could run my fingers through them…

That wasn’t nearly the best part of him being wet. His grey tank top clung tightly to his...