It was midnight, and I sent the command to the app just like I always did.
The shadowy figure climbed through the window like he'd done it a hundred times before, landing without making a single sound.
I lay in bed pretending to be asleep, but my hand was clamped so tight around the bedside lamp switch that my knuckles were white.
As soon as he drew near, that familiar masculine scent rolled over me, heavy and suffocating.
His rough, calloused hand had just settled on my waist, and he was gearing up to go at it hard like he did every other night, when I snapped my eyes open and slammed my thumb down on the switch with every ounce of strength I had.
Snap. The harsh light burned my eyes, but it also lit up every single detail of the man in front of me.
He was shirtless, hunched over mi
