Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

In an instant, Whitney’s gaze trailed down the chiseled collarbone of the man before her, her eyes widening with a mix of shock and a hint of desire she could not quite conceal.

He seemed to relax, noticing her stare.

Damn it.

Not only did this guy have a face to die for, but his physique was the epitome of rugged charm. Broad shoulders tapered down to a lean waist, each muscle in his abdomen as defined as if it were etched in stone. And those legs–long, firm, and peeking out from the bottom of his towel–were downright sinful.

Wait a minute, was this guy her arch–nemesis? Looking like this?

Whitney could not believe it. A tear of appreciation escaped her lips before she could stop it.

“Got an eyeful yet?” A cool, teasing voice floated down from above her.

with the view that you can’t tear yourself away?” The man’s playful yet piercing gaze drifted to the towel

cheeks flamed red. It was not like

trying to

amusement lacing his voice. “you’re about

confusion, then looked down. Damn it, why was

him, but as she turned, her foot caught on the rug,

Sorry!” She exclaimed, eyes shut

reaching out to

“Thud.”

eyes to find herself sprawled

clutching the towel, now draped across her back and covering them

meant he was

realized just how

warned her in