Chapter 138

• Andre shook his head, his thoughts derailed by the sight of her white teeth trapping her plump lower lip. His mouth worked to reply to her compliment, but he'd lost the ability to speak. His trapped erection was painfully straining against his shorts, and he didn't dare let her think he was being a creep.
• He jumped up from the couch, pulling away from the delicious feel of her body. "I--I need to use the bathroom."
• He saw her eyes lock on the ridge pressed against his shorts, then he fled to the only room he could go to with a door to put between them. Between her soft touch, her closeness, and her biting her lip, his libido had gotten away from him.