Page 109 of Caelum

“What I’m about to show you. It’s best that they think we hate each other. That’s why I blanked you last night.”

I scowled, and my hands fluttered down so I could stack them on my hips. “What on earth are you talking about?”

Freezing when he reached behind him and grabbed the back of his neckline, I watched as he tugged his shirt over his head.

I’d never seen a chest like it. I mean, I had, but Frazer was huge. I’d seen Stefan’s that first day but hadn’t since, and though Eren and Nestor were just as muscled, just as beautiful if I were being honest, it was in a different way than Frazer. Frazer was just huge. He was thick with muscle. Heavy with it.

For a second, I just gaped at him, then when he began to turn, I saw the scrawl on his back.

“You have a tattoo?” I asked in surprise. Damon had a lot of tattoos as well, and when he was teaching me, I often found myself studying them, wondering what they represented and what they meant to him.

Dre hissed out a breath. “Fuck. Is that a mating mark?”

I shot him a look. “What is it?”

His nostrils flared as he glared at me, then, he whistled under his breath. “Houston, we have a problem.”

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