46. This Fire Between Us

KIARA

We had been talking for the last twenty minutes. He had explained everything about Liam to me, and now I felt stupid for even assuming that it wasn’t him.

However, the most distracting thing was that he was sitting on the bed with the towel loosely draped over his manhood. It was so distracting, and I was doing my best not to stare. He was a work of art, one covered with so many tattoos that I wanted to trace my finger over every single one. How low did they go…

My cheeks flushed and I didn’t miss the smirk on his face, almost as if he knew what I was thinking.

He raised one leg slightly, resting his arm on it making my attention instantly go to his muscular thigh.

Goddess, this man was made to sin…

I scanned the room instead, brushing my fingers through my hair, feeling a little jittery.

"Any more questions, Amore Mio?" He asked.

I looked into his dark eyes and shook my head, before staring at his chest, where I realised my name was tattooed on his left breast.

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