CHAPTER 17: GIRL'S TALK

NATASHA

"Hey, sorry about ending the call earlier," Laura said apologetically as we resumed our conversation over the phone.

"That's okay, you know I understand. And this whole situation is because of me," I replied, nodding my head as if she could see me.

Lying in bed, I tried to feel the warmth of the spot where Mike had been earlier in the afternoon.

Mike's face had been lingering in my mind since he claimed me. And the short and sensual threat he left for me: "eat up or I'll eat you - Mike."

I couldn't help but bite my lower lip to stifle a wide grin, causing my cheeks to ache.

He's a fascinating person. So mysterious and alluring.

"Okay, so, my husband left with dad to Paris for business, and I'm alone in the house. No one's going to disturb us," Laura giggled.

"You do realize it's way past your bedtime, right?" I glanced at the clock; it was almost midnight.

"Who cares? So, tell me about this guy you were talking about. What's his name?"

Humming, I rolled over to face the ceilin