“Get out.”
He didn’t move. His gaze traveled over me, slow, deliberate....from my damp shoulders, down t
he curve t
he towel made over my breasts, to my bare legs. That look wasn’t bored anymore. It was hungry. Predatory. T
he heat inside me roared in answer, a traitorous throb that made my knees feel weak.
“You just don’t quit, do you?”
he said, his voice a low, rough thing.
He kicked t
he door shut behind him. Click. T
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