Silvia
Alpha Sherman's husky whisper still echoed in my ears,"After all... we won't need any clothes tonight."
My fingers trembled at the hem of my shirt--not from fear or embarrassment, but from the primitive desire burning just beneath my skin.
"You're really something else," I managed to say, trying to sound casual though my heart was hammering against my ribs.
I wasn't some innocent, naive girl.
Physical intimacy didn't frighten me.
But Noah was right next door, probably already asleep, and if he heard even the slightest noise... Moon Goddess, I'd die of embarrassment.
The air between Alpha Sherman and me crackled with tension, like static electricity before a thunderstorm.
He moved toward me with deliberate slowness, his arm sliding naturally around my waist in a fluid motion
