NATALIE

My mouth drops open, my jaw aching when I see the man — screaming trouble —sitting right over my bed.

Gasping, I step inside and close the door before anyone from my family catches a whiff of his scent or hears the spike in my heart rate.

“ What the fuck! ” I mumble under my breath.

“ We have to work on that colourful language. ” He hums in a deep voice.

Putting his hands on both sides of his frame, he stretches his muscles and leans back.

I draw a deep, shaky breath. Disbelief ma