“Uh—” she said, staring at the display of gorgeous male flesh in front of her. One of the men had his paper sheet clutched to his groin, lollipop dangling precariously from his mouth. He was a warm brown all over. He had the most delicious set of muscles she’d ever seen and eyes that flashed from hazel to gold and back again. His short, light hair was done in small, soft dreadlocks. It looked fluffy. She wanted to run her hands along his head, see if it felt as soft as it looked. He smiled cheekily at her, licking his lollipop as he readjusted his paper drape. She blushed, tearing her eyes away only to have them land on the other man. His hair was a shiny dark brown, longer in front so that it flopped over his forehead. He stared back at her as he sat there, cupping his hands over his groin, crumpled up paper haphazardly arranged over his hips. He looked just as amazing as the other man: smooth light brown skin, sleek muscles, and exotically tilted brown eyes. “Oh God,” she muttered, feeling for the doorknob behind her.
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