Another one of the Snow brothers was disrobing for her! Only, for some reason, the sight of Ryland slowly doffing his clothes was much more awe-inspiring and terrifying than Soren doing so.Perhaps because the look in Ryland’s eyes was much more focused. Soren had been showing off, looking for attention, as he had been since she first met him. But Ryland was serious. Concentrated. His gaze, breath-stealing.And this time, Lia couldn’t be distracted by the dancing flames in the fireplace.She had to watch.He undid the last button on his shirt and it fell open, exposing a perfect six-pack and hard pecs. His chest was a bit hairy. She liked that. Her last boyfriend, now a ridiculous memory, had waxed his chest, and she’d always found it too metrosexual for her taste. She liked men to look like men. And Ryland was all man.“You said you don’t like how unpredictable animals are,” Ryland said softly as he worked on his belt buckle and unfastened his jeans. “However, an animal will always give you a warning about how it feels.
