EVE'S POV
Morgan let go of my face and looked away.
"I was in the company of a friend”, he replied to my question.
"Oh", I muttered, remembering how the men in the private room had all been there with women in their arms.
What was Morgan doing there? Had he also been there with a lover? Did he flirt with the women there?
These thought botherede, but I didn't let it show on my face.
"I'll go and take a shower", I told him, getting to my feet.
He nodded and shifted to let me leave the sofa.
In the bathroom, I stood under the shower for a long time, enjoying the feel of the cascading water over my skin.
Even though Mr Gray hadn't succeeded in touching me the way he wanted, I still found myself scrubbing my skin thoroughly.
Somehow, I felt as if washing thoroughly would not only
