Silvia
Sitting on the plush leather seats of the limousine, I crossed my legs carefully, feeling the cool velvet of my red dress tighten slightly against my skin.
I bit my lower lip, trying not to think about Alpha Sherman's "car s*x" suggestion from yesterday.
Thank the Moon Goddess he'd just been teasing--at least I hoped he was serious about backing off when I said no.
Though when I refused, I caught that flash of darkness in his eyes before he respected my decision, pulling back with that wicked smirk of his, like we were playing some twisted game of chicken neither of us wanted to end.
At the rate we were going, car s*x might actually be next on his checklist.
Alpha Sherman sat across from me, legs spread wide in that dominant Alpha posture, one arm draped lazily over the back o
