Chapter 81
- Lana
- The sound of fast footsteps makes my heart jump. I brace myself against the vanity and pull in a sharp breath. Heat coils low in my body, tight and restless. Want pulses between my legs, hot and demanding. I hate how easily my body reacts to Dominic Vance.
- I already slipped out of my lace thong and shoved it into my tiny clutch. It barely fit. Good thing it’s hardly more than a strip of fabric.