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The beach was filled with women in bikinis.
Most of these women had sizzling bodies and stunning looks, the kind of type Matthew Saxon usually liked.
Of course, aside from the beautiful women in bikinis, there were many muscular men in swim trunks.
Scarlett Yates scanned the view, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking her head; either she disliked a man's overly developed muscles or felt another's muscles weren't enough. After looking around, she found that among all these men, not a single one could compare to Matthew Saxon in body.
Her mind immediately conjured an image of Matthew in a bathrobe, slightly revealing his chest.
That sexy yet firm chest, not excessively muscular, nor barely showing.
Perfectly balanced, really a work of perfection.
With a body like that, it's such a pity he's not a model.
Suddenly realizing she was thinking of Matthew again, Scarlett frowned and gave her forehead a few hard taps.
She must be possessed today, definitely possessed.
