Evelyn’s cheeks coloured as Roman had known they would when she slowly started to undo her jeans. She was already hot for him. He’d brought her into her domain, and her petty grievances seemed to have flown out of the window. Did she think she could walk away from all of this? From him?
When she removed the jeans and kicked them away from her body, her green eyes sparkled with excitement that she could never hide from him.
“Now, your t-shirt.”
She exposed her body inch by inch, like she knew what she was doing to him. Maybe she did. Maybe she knew he’d had her followed for days. Maybe she knew the only reason he had messaged her to get into his car was that he couldn’t stand to see her with another man. She was not free to meet other men while she belonged to him.
Evelyn finally stood
