Raine's POV 

I gaped, my mouth seemingly stuck open. Cage had said Talon 'filled out'. That was a hell of an understatement. And where were his clothes? When I saw him last, he was fully dressed, but now he stood in only a pair of boxer shorts. My mouth still wasn't functioning properly so that question would have to wait for the moment. 

Talon's chest was massive, a hard expanse of muscle that started from his neck, down, each one perfectly defined with ridged lines. He had a six-pack that looked like it had been chiseled from granite and a distinct v indent on his hips, visible due to the...