C20 Twenty

That late evening I had the shock of my life when I went up to my room, and saw Vaughan sitting on my bed, waiting.

Stood at the door, I took a moment to look at him. He wore a casual white shirt over dark jeans. The material of his shirt stretched over his wide chest, his hot jeans hugging his strong calves. While I ogled him, I failed to note that his eyes were turning an angry yellow