All I could see was a slightly nerdy, extremely handsome doctor with a heart made of twenty-four karat gold.
My chest ached with fresh pangs.
I couldn’t imagine him kissing me with pent-up passion like X had.
I couldn’t picture him cursing under his breath as I made him come.
He didn’t seem the type to be that…aggressive in bed.
He’d be sweet and gentle and soft and—
You could seduce him to find out…
I froze.
If I got Zander naked, perhaps I could tell by his size and shape—
You were blindfolded. You never saw X naked…
My shoulders sagged.
I needed to go to sleep before I did something crazy like pounce on my neighbour all because I thought he had a fake identity.
“Thanks for the ride,” I said softly, backing up a step. “Don’t worry about my car. I can get Lily to drop me off in the morning to collect it.”
Without a word, he wrenched off his leather gloves and tossed them onto the handlebars. Glancing at his house, he captured my fingers, threaded his with mine like he had on the bike, then tugged me up the drive.
I gasped.
Wait. Is he taking me back to his place?
Had he read my mind and shared my crazy idea?
A part of me braced to stop him—the part so used to overthinking and living in fear. But then the vixen who’d decided she liked to swing a punch and fly on the back of a motorbike chose to live a little.
Tonight had driven us from friends to something more.
I was single.
He was single.
So what if the romance of sharing a storm ended with us in bed?
X wouldn’t be creeping through my window tonight or any other night.
He’d made it perfectly clear we were done.
Pain pinched, followed by a hot, violent thrill.
What did that say about me that I was happy to kiss another guy after being with one a few days ago?
“It makes you a slut, that’s what.”
Clutching Zander’s hand, I marched bravely at his side, my gaze locked on his front door. Did I have the courage to do this? What would happen when he got me inside? Should I cut to the chase and kiss him or wait for him to kiss me?
Zander cut in front of me.
I ploughed right into him, all my focus on his front door.