Evelyn’s POVMy phone’s ringtone echoed through the darkened room, cutting through the haze of heat and silence. I stiffened, my hand twitching instinctively toward the nightstand, but before I could reach it, the body beside me pressed against me.His warm and naked skin clung to me, the scent of him from the night before flooding my nose. My breath hitched as I realized what he was getting at.“Now?” I whispered, my voice frayed, almost pleading, but it was too late. He stirred, burying himself deeper against my chest, his breath hot against my collarbone. A subtle shift of his hips and I felt it—the undeniable proof of his arousal pressing against me again, insistent, demanding.My heart lurched in panic. No light filtered in—the heavy curtains had been drawn tight, leaving the room drowned in darkness. There was no escape, no way to pretend this hadn’t happened, no way to dismiss him.The phone rang again, louder, urgent. My pulse thundered in my ears.“You can just answer it,” Ben
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