Everywhere.
“It would be my pleasure,” he mumbled quietly.
“Luca?”
Luca’s eyes popped open. Jasmine was standing above him, gazing down at him with a—smirk?—on her face.
Fuck.
Sitting up quickly, Luca hoped to hide his raging erection from the woman who had caused it because she’d been starring in his fantasy only two seconds ago. “Jasmine?” He cleared his throat. “Are you okay?”
She nodded and then winced. “I’m fine. But I was lying in bed...” For some reason her cheeks turned pink. “And... I...” Her gaze met his. Her eyes sparkled.
Jesus, was she psychic and able to read his mind? Did she know what he’d been fantasizing about?
“I think I remember what happened.”