Chapter 7

He placed his hands on his hips and stared at her. Then he lowered his gaze over the front of her body slowly. “Colt, stop it.” She said in barely a whisper. “Why?” he grinned, “Honey, you could ignite the ground you’re standing on with that body.” She wrapped the towel around herself and glared at him. “Go back in and soak your head.” He narrowed his own gaze, but not in anger, more in…