Last Sunday I left my sentences on a cliffhanger so this finishes that bit. LOL For Six Sentence Sundays click HERE.
He didn’t budge an inch.
Rob was a werewolf? It took a moment for her thoughts to collect into something coherent, then she realized he was naked. Her prior imagination didn’t do his body justice. Fine sculpted muscles covered his torso, arms and legs. She stared—no, she might as well be honest—she gawked.