I want you in my bed

ANDRE POV

I dug my hands into my pockets and watched her with a smirk on my face. She could resist all she wanted, but I was going to get my son back.

Nothing could stop me.

Not even her.

She stared down at the documents, and her hands trembled like she was going to rip through them again. She could rip it to pieces all she wanted, that was the only thing she had control over. I had control over the rest of what happened in her life. I had control over what she did. Over her.

My gaze fell over her body again.

This time, in the privacy of my hotel suite, the waitress's uniform suddenly did not look that bad. It only looked more seductive now.

From the rough way, I had handled her to get her into my car, and up here in my suite, her ponytail had become loose. The beautiful auburn hair now hung low, flowing down her slender shoulders and back in thick, soft curls.

My fingers itched as the urge to wrap the curls around my fingers filled me.

Not only that, my cock heated when I reme