Chapter Thirteen
Chloe kept her face against Ronan’s neck, breathing in his scent, feeling the soft scrape of his beard along her forehead and cheekbone. What was wrong with her? She couldn’t just have the man hang out in her house without jumping him? But it had been hot and pretty amazing. She’d wanted to give him a b*****b. Wanted to make him feel weak. She hadn’t counted on him turning the tables on her. Use me. His words caused another shiver to run through her.
When her heartbeat returned to normal and his heart was a steady beat beneath her palm, she pushed up and away from him. She stood. “I’m going to go freshen up,” she said as she pointed in the general direction of her bathroom. He nodded and began the process of tucking himself back into his pants.
After cleaning up in the
