Chapter 58

• He was flirting with her. Michelle could tell. It was very clear from his voice, body language and the way he was staring at her. Did she like it? Maybe. Did she want to pursue it? She wasn't sure. “I should go,” she said and turned to Nick, “I'll call you tonight,”
• “Why?” he rasped.
• He felt rather than witnessed her shrug. The same with the small kiss she gently pressed to the middle of his shoulder blades. He locked his muscles, forcing his head not to fall back. Ordering his throat to imprison the moan scrabbling up from his chest. Commanding his dick to stand down.