Alana had seen attractive guys without a shirt before. That wasn't why she was staring at Dante like he was made of pizza and she was starving. But, well, he was very attractive, and Saturday night she hadn't really been in a state to properly appreciate it, and ...

She licked her lips and reached her fingertips up to tease them against his stomach as he got back to the bed. "I like your tattoo."

It was like an arrow pointing right at his spectacular ass.