Zara’s POV
I froze. My whole body went still. What the hell was Dom doing here? His cologne wrapped around me, clean and warm, the same scent that had lingered on his shirt when I wore it. He was close — so close that I could feel the heat coming off his body even though he wasn’t touching me. His presence pressed against my back like a touch anyway, making my skin prickle and my breath catch in my throat.
I didn’t turn around right away. My heart was pounding so hard I was sure he could hear it. The scene in front of us kept going — the Dom riding her sub with those slow, deliberate rolls of her hips, her voice low as she told him again how good he felt inside her — but all I could focus on was the man standing right behind me. The same man who had told me to stay out of trouble.
I sw
