Kayla
My legs were shaking as his eyes took me in a desirable way, and his smoldering gaze lingered a bit on my waist. His gaze swept over me like I was his next anticipated meal. A meal that he planned on devouring whole. My heart was beating as loud as war drums and my desires began to overwhelm my rational mind.
I couldn't understand this thing between us, even though he wasn't touching me but it felt like his hands were all over my body.
"Kayla," He growled. "Why are you dressed like this?"
"I'm training Asher, what were you expecting me to wear," I retorted back angrily. Hell, he has some nerves, after kissing and f*****g his lover on our wedding night and he was here talking about decency. Does he even have the slightest idea of what it means? At this point, I don't giv
