Lily.
“Take a step forward.”
His voice was low, controlled and sharp. I moved without thinking, my body trembling as I stopped in front of him—bare except for the thin black lace still clinging to my skin.
“Do you know why I chose you, Miss Carter?” His voice was calm, calculated, like a professor preparing to lecture.
I swallowed, my throat dry. “No.”
He took a step closer, his body heat wrapping around me. “I don’t believe in coincidences. You were desperate. You sold your body for a weekend.” His fingers brushed my collarbone. “But what you failed to realize was that I didn’t just want any woman.”
He leaned in, his breath against my ear.
“I wanted you.”
A shiver ran down my spine.
His hand trailed down, stopping just below the hollow of my throat. “Do you know what that means?”
