Chapter 418

• Neil watched the men approach, his eyes narrowing as he sized them up. They were tall, broad-shouldered, and built like they practically lived in the gym. Sun-kissed skin, cocky grins, and an easy swagger made them look more like models than troublemakers.
• One had dark brown hair cropped short, piercing green eyes, and a tattoo sleeve running the length of his right arm. Another had sandy blond hair that brushed his shoulders, icy blue eyes, and a smirk that said he was used to being the center of attention. The third had jet-black hair spiked upward, dark brown eyes, and a faint scar trailing along his jawline.
• Their casual beachwear, tank tops, and board shorts clung to their muscular frames, giving them a striking but intimidating presence.