The scent of cedar mixed with a faint trace of alcohol lingered in the air. It was actually pleasant, but Summer still turned her head away.
Logic told her she should play along, but her emotions held her body still, unwilling to move.
Stephen waited a moment, then, as if losing patience, grabbed her waist and effortlessly flipped her over.
A single wall lamp cast a dim glow over the room, its soft light outlining Stephen's sharp features, making him look even colder.
Summer lowered her lashes and took a deep breath, forcing herself to meet his intense, unfiltered gaze.
She was only wearing a thin nightgown, the delicate lace tracing along her collarbone and the soft curves of her body like mist under the moonlight.
Stephen licked his lips unconsciously.
Plenty of women had thrown t
