Wendy
I leaned my back against the cool hallway wall, making sure I was out of his line of sight. Then I pressed both of my hands against my chest as if I could physically calm the chaos inside me.
My heart was racing so wildly, desperate for escape. A breathless, almost uncontrollable laugh climbed up my throat and I had to bite down hard on my lower lip to keep from making a sound that would give me away.
Sexy husband.
I had actually said those words. Out loud. To his face.
The memory replayed right in front of my eyes. The panic in Reed’s eyes, tangled with something darker and far more dangerous. There had been hunger there. Real, undeniable hunger. And it had been directed entirely at me.
For the past five days, I had felt completely lost, as if I were drowning in confusion and
