A muscular, shirtless man in ripped jeans stands in a rustic cabin next to a stone fireplace with a glowing fire.

Draw me a picture of the man described: The man had his arms full of firewood and he kicked the door with his foot to close it behind him. He didn't turn his gaze toward Will or the sofa as he strode past and dumped his load of wood into the basket beside the fire. Will felt his eyes roaming over the man as he bent down and began tossing a few logs on the fire. The man was wearing worn black trousers that hugged his legs and backside quite nicely. It was easy to see that he pants were broken in nicely. His shoulders were broad and he was clearly very strong. Will knew that if this man meant him harm there wouldn't be much Will could do to stop him. At five foot nine and one hundred and sixty pounds soaking wet with rocks in his pockets, Will didn't have anything on this six foot five, well muscled giant. The man stood straight once again and turned slowly. Will sank a bit deeper into the couch as the man stared him down. Will swallowed hard. The man was handsome in a dangerous, he-could-kill-a-person-with-one-finger kind of way. He had dark hair that hung past his sharply angled, stubble covered chin, dark See more