Hearing Hunter flat-out flirting with the woman made my stomach twist uncomfortably.
“Janice, beautiful, how have things been in our absence? I hope you’re free this evening,” he said smoothly, his voice dripping with charm.
I peeked through my fingers just in time to see him take her hand in his, his touch slow and deliberate. Sensual.
My face burned.
Not just because of the way he was looking at her—but because the gesture triggered an unwelcome memory.
Kody. His warmth. His bare chest pressed against me as I woke up in his arms.
I swallowed hard, pressing my palms against my heated cheeks, trying to shake the thought away.
As if on cue, Janice let out a soft, flirtatious giggle, her voice light and airy.
I squeezed my eyes shut.
Why am I even reacting like this?
It wasn’t like
