Taming the Beast
Kat pulled away roughly, resulting in her shirt to rip due to his tight grasp on it.
Evan stared in horror at her exposed skin. “I’m sorry—damn! It was an accident,” He apologized profusely.
She looked down at her torn shirt and gasped. Without another word, she grabbed her jacket and left the office.
“Damn it!” He ran his hands through his hair in agitation. He had been so consumed with passion; he hadn’t realized his own strength.
“Shit!” He cursed again. He had never been this hot for a woman before—not even as a teen. But with Kat, he became an animal. She was like an aphrodisiac—after his first taste of her, he had wanted more and more.