"You scheming bitch."
He wrapped his hand around her throat and pushed her head back against the wall, his breath coming in short rasps.
Rosie’s eyes snapped open, her own breaths just as uneven. Her wide eyes were hazy with lust, and his fingers around her neck only seemed to excite her more.
"A scheming b***h?" she breathed, forcing amusement into her tone. "What’s so scheming about kissing me?"
Nathan chuckled, a low dark sound that sizzled the heat rising between them. His other hand squeezed the flesh of her waist, and he drew his head back to look at her.
“You scheme about everything. Your company, your life, your contracts and your little empire.” His thumb brushed over the hollow of her throat, his eyes dark and heated. “How long were you going to keep up with it until I found
