Jamb:
““Nothing,” I say. I’m a crappy actress, so maybe I’m blessed with the worst luck in the world that the person who enters the room next, makes the shock on my face completely real. Garrett walks in like a fantasy. Every girl in the room turns her head to stare at him. The men notice him with a scowl.
Garrett’s broad shoulders are thrown back, his body relaxed, and I notice. In three days, he has changed so much that I have to look twice to be sure it is him. There is a tattoo running f...rom the edge of his neck, disappearing under his t-shirt and reappearing down his left bicep. And he’s cut his hair. The thick locks that used to touch his shoulders, and curl into the hollows of his cheeks, are gone. His hair is short and close, the layers precise. The hard, angular line of his jaw is more obvious now. I don’t think anything could make Garrett look cruel, but the sharp cut of his jaw, paired with his drilling gaze, gives off a don’t-mess-with-me vibe that is powerful enough to make The Fury back away as he moves through the room.MoreLess
Garrett’s broad shoulders are thrown back, his body relaxed, and I notice. In three days, he has changed so much that I have to look twice to be sure it is him. There is a tattoo running f...rom the edge of his neck, disappearing under his t-shirt and reappearing down his left bicep. And he’s cut his hair. The thick locks that used to touch his shoulders, and curl into the hollows of his cheeks, are gone. His hair is short and close, the layers precise. The hard, angular line of his jaw is more obvious now. I don’t think anything could make Garrett look cruel, but the sharp cut of his jaw, paired with his drilling gaze, gives off a don’t-mess-with-me vibe that is powerful enough to make The Fury back away as he moves through the room.MoreLess
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