Sabrina
“Hi baby,” Zane said in a low, almost lazy voice, like he knew the effect it had on me.
I smiled even though my heart told him not to give him that satisfaction so easily.
Not after what he did with Liv.
But I couldn't help it.
I walked over to where he stood, bent over the client, my hips swaying just a little because the dress demanded it.
Because his eyes were already taking it in.
I leaned down and kissed him hard, not caring that his gloves were still on and his client was watching with half interest.
Right now, the only thing I cared about was how his lips felt on mine.
When I pulled away from him, he dipped his head and pressed his lips against the swelling of my cleavage.
“Zane!” I laughed. Startled and amused, I pushed against his shoulders gently.
“Couldn't he
