Dirty Little Secret

“Please,” I added, letting a hint of my desperation show.

Rolling her eyes, she picked up the card, brushed off a few errant coffee grounds, and extended it toward me. “No skin off my ass.”

his powerful body

enticingly. His crisp dress shirt was navy, contrasted by his silver tie.

would be there.

He was dressed in his charcoal-gray suit—one of my favorites. The fine material stretched across his sculpted biceps and wide shoulders

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

Nice way to greet me, asshole

To cater to people’s . . . desires

I couldn’t resist the urges that were stirring deep inside

What brings you to Forbidden Desires today?”

Why the fuck are you being such a dick