Chapter 5

Only when the water reached Richard’s waist, did Daniel turn to take a better look, but the sight of Richard nude even as an indistinct shape below the waist tightened his chest, crippled his breathing. The backdrop of tumbling white foam as liquid poured over the rocks into the basin left him speechless.

He knew this man only as a suit. Every pore oozed confidence. Daniel imagined Richard to be as self-assured in his personal life as in a business meeting, but none of Daniel’s wild dreams ever featured his boss in the starring role of Tarzan, as at home in the wild as in the office giving orders. Tarzan…Minus the loincloth. Richard must have run his fingers through his hair because it now stood up, the disarray softening his features, contrasting with the hard plane of his chest and powerful shoulders.