He wore a tight white tank and loose fitting tan shorts that hung from his hips in a deliciously distracting way. One dark braid had escaped his ponytail and was currently caressing his cheek. Man he should pose for GQ. The longer I was around him, the more his nearness affected me. This was so not good. Although the view was decidedly hot. He cleared his throat, his neck showing a blush that surprised me. Jett could have been a different person from the way he had behaved. Had my mother been telling the truth? Had he acted out of loyalty to her? He gave me a broad smile. “Shall we get started?” I shrugged. “I’m ready when you are.” “For this to work you will have to not only be able to repel distance invasions, you will also have to fight those of us who use physical contact to overwhelm your senses.” I knew exactly what he meant by that because he had done it to me in Ignis. I hadn’t known where I was, let alone who I was, by the time he had finished with me—which had me wondering how he had managed to continue to compel me from a completely different realm.
