Sin With Me, Sunshine
Maybe I could go back to being Sofia Chris, the good girl.
My thumb hovered, trembling, over his name. I inhaled sharply, closed my eyes, and pressed the call button.
What am I doing? Panic seized me. This was a mistake, my finger shot out to end the call but he already answered.
"Sunshine?"
His voice was deep, a little rough, and utterly unexpected. I froze, my hand suspended in mid-air.
"Luca?" My own voice was barely a whisper, laced with shock.
"Well, well," he drawled, a hint of something unreadable in his tone. "I wasn't expecting to hear from you again, tesoro."