At the sound of the voice coming from behind me, I raise my head from the boot of the car to face a wall of muscle. Flynn Roberts has one hell of a body and could lead any girl into sin. “Eyes up Cassie.” The crinkle in the brown eyes staring down at me mocks the statement he has just issued. Especially when he is lethargically stroking his toned stomach with one hand. “Flynn you’re not going shy on me are you?” I ask, as I pass him a couple of boxes of ribs I have collected for tonight’s party. “Wait till you see my ass Cass.” The wink Flynn bestows on me has a slight flush rising in my cheeks, and unable to resist. I study the ass in question as he swaggers off towards the kitchen. Yeah, he has one tight ass. All week Flynn has been tormenting me with his ass and abs. I do not remove my eyes from the piece of male perfection until he has gone inside the club. “Do I need to beat the crap out of the son of a bitch Cassie?”
