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92: DEMANDING ANSWERS

LISA'S POV

It took a little longer than I thought to get down, and I guess it was noticeable because, when I finally reached the back of the pack house, Ronan was there in all his glory, half-naked. His shirt had been tossed aside as he chopped large logs of wood into smaller pieces.

Sweat trickled down his rock hard abs like condensation on a bottle of cold energy soda.

I know he's fit, and I know he's hot, but this is on another level. Maybe it’s because I've never seen a sweaty, half-naked Ronan before.

Who am I even kidding who hasn’t seen a half naked man before? Well, not quite like this.

Back when we used to spar together, he’d get sweaty, but I've never seen him chopping wood, each strike of his axe effortlessly reducing thick logs to splinters.

"You like what you see, huh?" someone whispers in my ear, making me jump with a loud squeal. I turn to find Jack smirking, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He wears a devious look that screams, I know what you’re up to, and my face in
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