EJ came into the room with a lost look. I asked him what was wrong, but he said nothing. He simply lifted me off the couch and kissed me long and hard until I was drowning in sensation.
“We can’t be friends, Cora,” he said, removing his jacket and tie.
Part of me wanted to question his sudden mood. He was the last man I’d had s*x with. My friends had set me up on dates plenty of times, but I always compared them to Elio Calabresi, the arrogant, sexy, demanding, yet sweet man I’d learned to hate.
He carried me to the bed and hovered over me, his gaze intense. “Tell me no, Cora, because I won’t let you go again.”
I gazed into the eyes that spoke to my soul. “This is a one-time thing.”
He smirked as he stripped off his clothes and quickly relieved me of mine.
My eyes moved down his c
