I lay on my side in the middle of the bed only in my underwear. I was too warm after my long bath. No matter how many times I told myself the letter was just someone playing a practical joke I knew I was only trying to convince myself.
My body nearly flew from the mattress when I felt a hand skate up my leg. It wasn't until Lyles' body slipped onto the bed beside mine that I relaxed my shoulders. His smooth hand continued its journey straight up my leg, over my hip until it was tracing the dip of my waist.
"What...what are you doing?" It was hard to think with his lips pressing gentle kisses against my shoulder.
"Showing you how sorry I am." He growled flipping me onto my back.
Lyles' legs straddled mine trapping my pliable body between them. The hunger in his eyes quickly made my
