“Let me phrase it this way, princesa,” Xavier said in a grave tone, “It’s either me or no one else.”
The possessiveness behind his words was not lost on Amira. She shivered in pure awareness at what he implied and gasped in surprise before she could help herself. She didn’t know how to respond. And to her utter and complete dismay, she blushed.
Damn it, woman! You’re not a school girl anymore, she mentally admonished herself while her inner vixen purred at the fine specimen that was Xavier Ruiz.
“Cat ate your tongue perhaps?” He then taunted as he approached her slowly.
It was then that she realized she was sitting on the edge of the bed, and he was standing not too far from the door. Despite the small distance separating them, she could feel his heated gaze on her bare legs, almos
