“Why, of all people, would I stare at you? You're not even hot.” That last part was untrue. He really looked hot. He had short brunette hair right up to his neck and his fringe was spiked up like a model. His dark brown eyes were glaring, but showed a sign of sadness and disappointment. His jaw was clenching tight and his lips were puckered. He had broad shoulders, big, hard chest showing off through the tight fabric of his clothing and stood about 6 ft 1. He wore a red striped polo shirt and khaki shorts. Now, that would be the definition of hot. Too bad he was out of my league.
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