Emma stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. She was putting on the sexy nightie she brought with her. And Daniel was waiting for her in the bedroom.
Relax, he’s seen you n***d before. She told herself. Many times.
"Emma, I really need you to come out here." Daniel's voice came from the bedroom.
Emma grinned at the tight need and impatience straining his voice even as it fired up her blood.
But her heart still slammed into her ribs like a wild thing when she took a deep breath and headed for the bedroom. In the doorway, she paused and c****d one hip.
He was poised on the edge of the bed, minus his shirt, his hair dishevelled, as if he had been running his fingers through it.
His gaze latched onto her face, then, almost immediately, dropped to her outfit. His breath hissed from
