hed for some kind of relief. It was as if she'd ta

her back in response, whispering, "Niko, how could y

es narrowed just a smidgen, and he pr

mm

heila shifted, and her hand met a searing chest. Blink

Why are you in my b

rd dream, Sheila realized she was naked

White looked her up and down, takin

a sultry growl. "The moment I stepped out of that elevator last night, y

and rage. Did this arrogant guy

shioned slap. But as her hand went up, the she

ened last night stays in this room. Once we're outside, we're strangers

ila gathered her strewn cloth

r virginity to some random

ick, angry motion, she refused t

ast night wasn't planned, obviously. But if you're o

ndignation. Eyes blazing, she snapped, "You think one night together

was like a twiste

't seen th

th him over the years, but he'd never felt the need

e reached for a gold-embossed business card

you change your mind, yo

way the marks on her skin as if she could wash away the ent

half-sister, Rita Jones, had handed her a glass of wine.

hen it came to alcohol, one glass of wine

ita messing wi

ars, got into an accident. When he came to consciousness, he didn't rem

get him to remember their tim

s Rita seemed to have stolen both

couldn't let it s

caught a cab back to th

d was eerily quiet

living room, she picked up the sound of

Sheila while they were, you know, together. Imagine if he had! We c

conversation. "Don't sweat it. Video or not, Sheil

clearly c

uietly. "Remember Timothy, who

ne through six wives, and none of them are alive to tell t