As Livie Blainn stepped out of the shower, she couldn't help but feel watched. The hotel room was quiet, and she'd been alone since checking in hours ago. A shiver ran down her spine as a figure emerged from the shadows by the window. It was him—tall, dark, and handsome. He'd been waiting for her all along.
"You shouldn't have come here," she whispered, trying to sound angry but failing miserably against the surge of lust that coursed through her.
He chuckled, his voice deep and seductive. "And miss out on this?" He ran his fingers down her bare back, sending electric shockwaves through her body.
Livie gasped as he spun her around to face him. His touch was firm yet gentle, his eyes smoldering with desire. "I don't think you understand just how much I want you."
