Chapter 8

"What are you doing in my room?"

She hollered in the room, making sure to leave the door open for fear of the unknown as she, angrily pushing forward, reached where Andre was sitting and grabbed the framed photo of her in a bathing suit away from his hand, hiding it behind her.

"Up, up from my bed! You'll crease the edges. How did you even get into my room in the first place?"

Andre, with a coy smile, measured Colleen up close.

Good gracious, that body con stress she was wearing had his brain going haywire, flying in the direction of sinful and unapologetic. But he had come here this evening to render an apology for Gaten's behavior last night. And although there was nothing remotely apologetic about her slim, curvy frame in that black dress, he knew seducing her into her own bed at this moment would only confirm all the despicable things she thought about him.

So, wearing his invisible good boy hat, Andre lifted himself from the bed just as she had instructed, quietly moving to