The Perfect Dom
“s***k me. Is that an invitation?”
Shit. Mina had completely forgotten about him. Her flatmate, Katy, had asked if it was okay if her brother could stay on their sofa for a couple of nights. His own place was being fitted with a new bathroom and conditions over there weren’t exactly tantamount to hygiene. Mina had been rushing around in order to get to work and hadn’t really been paying attention, so she’d just agreed and then promptly forgotten.
Now, however, she was being treated to a huge and incredibly embarrassing reminder. Katy was on a night shift at the hospital, so when Mina had woken at 9 p.m.—her own body clock geared up for working in the club, though tonight was her night off—she’d deemed it safe to wander to the kitchen to get a drink in what she was wearin
