Her steps hastened by panic and the adrenaline of being approached by Johnny Ram, a man she’d lusted over from afar for months, it didn’t take Milly long to reach her ship and then her quarters. The door slid shut behind her and she leaned against it, every cell in her body vibrating with energy.
Despite her panic and the speed she’d put distance between herself and the club, a smile spread over her lips. He’d asked her to dinner. Johnny Ram—big, sexy Johnny Ram—had asked her to dinner. It was impossible, unbelievable, like the wolf asking a mouse to dinner. A shiver hit her. From the hot look in his eyes though, she suspected that the mouse would end up as dinner…
her as Heat wriggled insidiously through her, adding another wave of dampness to her panties as she pushed off from the door
