TRIXIE'S POV
The moment that soft, pathetic sound slipped out of my mouth, I froze. My whole body went stiff as a board against the mattress.
I am so f*****g stupid, I screamed at myself in my head. Why the hell am I moaning like an animal in heat? Over a back massage? Get a grip, Trixie!
When Hunter’s deep, scary voice
growled right in my ear, telling me I was testing him, I did what I do best. I lied through my teeth and played totally dumb.
"What do you mean testing you?" I mumbled into the pillow, trying to sound completely bored. "I didn't even do anything. You’re just a bad massager."
Hunter leaned even closer, his heavy chest pressing right against my back. His hot breath sent a violent shiver down my spine. "You damn well know what you did, princess," he whispered, his voice
