Page 31 of Tempt

“I meant your face.” Is it me or is his voice tighter than before?

“Right.” I laugh. “Because what’s the point if you’re the only one who knows it’s there?”

He’s silent so long I crane my neck to try and catch his eye.

Heat flares in his gaze.

His front presses to my back. He’s hard and warm against me, and sweat already has my clothes sticking to my skin.

That’s when I feel him.

Is he…

His breathing rasps near my ear. “Kat—”

My phone buzzes from the edge of the mat where I set it down.

A name flashes on the screen.

Clay.

Terrible timing. Like teenaged comedian doing his first stand-up bad.

I lunge for the phone and answer. “Hey. Can I call you back?”

“You’re the one who was blowing up my phone for the last week.”

“I know. Give me an hour.”

Long enough to figure out if my sexy boss who I swore had zero interest just got an erection against my ass. K bye.

Daniel’s turned away, rubbing his face with both hands.

“I have to go to the gym. Tomorrow?” Clay says in my ear.

“Fine.”

“Love you.”

“You, too.” An embarrassed flush rises up my cheeks as I click off.

“It’s late.” Daniel folds the Twister mat and shoves it back in the box.

I blink at him. “But…we didn’t finish our game.”

“You win,” he says over his shoulder before his bedroom door closes sharply behind him.

10

DANIEL

Who knew Twister was such a turn-on?

Everyone. Everyone knew, asshole.

I hit the bathroom switch and the lights over the vanity blink to life.

There’s no point playing a game where the rules demand you getting that close to another human except physical contact.

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