If he'd said he was shirtless from the beginning, Sam would have opened the door at approximately the speed of light. It wasn't...it wasn't a crush exactly. Mostly because she knew exactly how a guy like him would see a girl like her. But all the same, he basically looked like he'd been sculpted by Michelangelo. Every last part of him, except for the hair.

And as an art lover, Sam was happy to take note of...every last part of him.

Except for the hair.

In any case, she pulled the door open and took a step back, both to let him inside and to admire the view.

Because...damn.

"You, uh...have my attention."