Chapter 8.
Kira flinched. She did not know if it was from the gentle brush of his fingers against her skin, or because he was now standing completely close enough to steal her breath away.
Her lashes fluttered, and she blinked back gently, trying to process his words.
Once they dawned on her, embarrassment rushed into her like shame.
Had he just said that? Did he notice her eyes on his bulge?
Wild thoughts filled her head, and she stood there in shame, completely open to him.
“Good… good morning.” She stammered suddenly, wondering why she was in his room in the first place.
“You look… flushed.” Alex teased, searching her face while sounding so calm.
Flushed? Had she been dripping? Was she blushing? Shame crushed into her heart as a dagger would, and before she could even try to pro
