Becca’s POV
The ride back to Dax’s penthouse was rather a cold one. My conscience was all over the place and my inner goddess was shaking her head in disappointment at me. I was deep into my s**t that I allowed my emotions to get the best of me. How did I make out in the elevator with Dax? What and how did I become so reckless? I was burning from embarrassment and I couldn’t hide the fact to save my life. I’d been avoiding him since the ride started and I knew he was aware of the fact. Thankfully, Kade was sprawled on the car seat before us so he wouldn’t get to ask any awkward questions like he always did.
Few minutes later we arrived home and Dax broke the discomfort that was weighing on us. “I know you are pissed about what happened earlier and that you probably regret it but I want y
