Maximus
WHAT THE HELL am I doing? Why can't I leave her alone?
I board my company jet with these thoughts gusting about in my mind, tearing the foundations off beliefs, destroying the things I thought I knew, flooding what I knew I knew; a category 5 hurricane.
I name it Sloan.
I should've pretended that it never happened. That I never claimed her as mine, that we never did...what we did that night. I still have a son. He's coming with me. So how the hell will this work? Why in the blue hell would agree?
But I couldn't. I couldn't watch her bite those sexy lips, subtly roll those alluring, smoky green eyes, cross those mile long legs, and not have her again. Just...one more time. I just need to have her one more time and...I'll be cured of her. I won't need to taste her, won't yearn t
