Chapter 122 In Her Masters' Arms

• O’Grady was pacing up and down, shirtless. His muscular physique with the wiry dark chest hairs, made him look like a superb specimen of a male animal, thought St Just who was watching him. The blonde sibling was lounging on the bed, also shirtless, but he appeared to be cool as always.
• They were waiting for their Pet, hoping against hope that she would be able to sneak out from next door while her sister slumbered on.
• Unlike his Irish half-brother who looked like he was about to explode.