CHAPTER 9: Hot nights
He didn’t answer my question. Instead, he shamelessly undressed me with his bold raking gaze.
He was looking at me like he wanted to devour me. His dark eyes were like hard, unyielding metal, and his lips curled into a smirk that made my insides twist. I couldn’t tell if the wetness between my thighs, and the liquid fire coursing through my body was as a result of whatever that disgusting creep had slipped into my drink, or just my startling attraction to the arrogant city man.
He took a step closer, and I could feel the heat rolling off his body. I backed away until my heels hit the edge of the cliffside.
"What do you want?" I whispered again, lower this time. I had lost the strength in my voice, and I was trying to keep my voice from shaking. I had no idea who
