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Chapter 8   Vivianne Sinclair    My breath caught in my throat the moment I stepped into the gym.   My eyes swept around, jaw almost reaching the ground at the pack of temptation before me. They were all shirtless, body dripping with sweat, and fuck! Those sexy abs… Fuck! I can't handle this.   “Ms. V…” A familiar voice called. It was Scott. He'd just stepped out of the treadmill, his body dripping wet with sweat.   “You're here…” He stopped before me, his eyes sweeping over my body. “You look... different today.”   I rolled my eyes mentally.   “In a good way. You look super hot today.”   “Yeah, I know.” I said in my head, but just flashed him a smile.   I heard the door open, and looking back over my shoulder, my heart stopped for a moment at the hot sight.   Noah… He walked in, just in his brief. Fuck! His body was hot. So fucking hot that I could feel the heat in my chest.   My eyes dropped to the bulge in his shorts, and my throat tightened, my stom