Chapter 57

• “Oh, hell,” she cursed softly, and made herself finish the job she had started before her nerves completely got the better of her. It had been bad enough taking a quick shower in his bathroom, hurrying herself through the chore with her senses on edge, tautly aware of the lack of a lock on the door and listening out for the sound of him returning early, terrified he would catch her there naked yet wickedly turned on by the idea at the same time. In fact she’d shocked herself by how vivid that fantasy had been.
• She ought to be ashamed of herself. He had invited her to feel free to use the apartment as her own—but it had not given her permission to weave fantasies about him in his shower! But then, it had been a week for heightening the senses. Yesterday at the hotel she had spent the night in a constant state of high anxiety not knowing what he was going to come at her with next. Today, even though he had kept his distance, he had hovered silently in the background of everything she’d done, like the warm breath of a prospective lover on her nape, making his desires felt.
• It had never been this way with Sebastian. She had gone on trips with him like this before, and yet her crush on him was nowhere near what she felt for Theo.