David’s POV.
Jesus f*****g christ, my nerves—my whole body are on fire. Ever since Vera stepped into this room, looking smoking hot, I’ve been on fire.
I can’t concentrate on anything except
the “lady in white" she looks so charming. So dazzling I want to claim her as mine.
Still, though, I don’t understand why she’s here. How did she make it here? Was she friends with Anita before? I don’t understand
but her very presence is tempting me.
Hot body…it’s all I can think of when I look her way.
“So, when do you usually hold your charity gala?” Mr. Robinson’s words penetrate my messed up mind.
It’s only then that I remembered I’ve been talking with the man. I stutter as I search my mind for answers.
Have I held a charity gala before? I think to myself.
“Well…uh…” I stutter again as
