NINA'S POV
By the time I lock my bedroom door, my pulse is still answering to a man I shouldn’t want.
My dress pools at my feet and I step over it into the shower.
I shut my eyes and let the hot water pellet my skin, washing away every evidence of his touch.
I tell myself I’m furious with him, but anger has never made my thighs ache like this.
He's so…cocky. Like a man who is used to getting his way. I don't blame him though.
Any sane woman would want him. Hell, I was in his bed four hours after meeting him and having shameless daydreams about that marvelous form…
Until I found out he's married. Engaged, but that doesn't make it any better.
My fists clench and I suck in a steamy breath. I may have washed off his scent, but I still feel his strong hand wrapping around my waist an
