Chapter 15
Mateu felt London’s eyes on him as if he was being lit by a spotlight. He’d caused much worse situations… What the hell was he thinking?
If she only knew.
Hòstia! Why was his tongue so loose? Maybe it was the fact he’d been faced with her delectable body, naked and warmed by the sun for the past few hours. His American friend was fearless, even if that fear was sprinkled with a bit of self-doubt. What woman would traipse back to a car naked? None he’d ever dated. If only she didn’t accept him funding her vacation so readily—even though part of it was technically Huntington Place, she didn’t know that. But more, if only their meeting hadn’t been based on a job, manipulated by his deceit.
He’d never had difficulty keeping his secrets close. However, around London he seemed to
