Chapter 15. Shared Shadows

The constant sound of male grunting and flesh hitting flesh coming from the back garden area made Myla pause the book she was reading to go take a peep outside. She walked out to the edge of the balcony facing the backyard, and one hand clutched the railing for support for her knees that went weak while the other quickly went up to her mouth, muffling the pleased moan that slipped through at the sight before her.

Jared and Beck were training shirtless under the mid-afternoon sun, their bodies glistening with sweat, highlighting the way their muscles flexed with every movement. Jared’s fist cut through the air towards Beck’s face, his stance predatory, but Beck quickly blocked his attack with fluid reflexes. Their grunts mixed with the sound of flesh smacking. Every line of muscle in their backs and arms strained, veins standing out as they lunged and evaded each other.

Myla's mouth went dry, and her thighs pressed together instinctively. They looked so fucking hot like this