He squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a low, restrained groan that sounded almost desperate.
I pulled away with a teasing smile, sat down beside him, and smoothed my dress with effortless grace.
His phone wouldn't stop vibrating.
He didn't even look at it.
He only looked at me.
Completely surrendered.
And I liked that.
The power.
The tension.
The way we kept pulling each other in.
"You're only not on top of me because you don't want to be."
His voice was rough.
"I know."
I answered with a crooked smile.
The tension between us was still tangible.
Hot.
Alive.
His phone started ringing again.
With an irritated sigh, he pulled it from his pocket, and I caught the name Rebecca on the screen.
I knew it.
Of course it was one of those women.
The mere sight of her name soured
