Page 52 of Tempt Me

Shesmiled,touching hisfacegently. “Itwassoworthit.”

Herolledoffherandstoodup.“I’llbebackina minute.”Hedisappearedoutthedoor,thelight fromthebathroomturningon.Nowthatthehazeoflusthadwornoff,sherealizedshewaslying nakedin Max’s bed.Shereallyshouldgobacktoher ownroom. Thiswassex—nota relationship— theywerehaving.Perchingontheedgeofthemattress,shelookedaroundtheroom,tryingto locatehershirt.Shestood topickitup,andwasholdingitinherhandswhenMaxreturned.Hewas still gloriouslynaked and Gigi couldn’thelp butadmiretheview.

Hiseyesslid downtohertee.“Going somewhere?”heasked.

Shelookedatherfeet.“Backtomyroom.”

“Why?”

Hisquestionjerkedherattentionbacktohim.“Ithought…”Shefrowned.“Ithoughtthiswasjust sex—justtwopeoplescratching an itch.”

“Isthatwhat you want,Gianna?”heasked.

Wasit?“No,”shewhispered.

Her answermusthavebeen theright onebecausehe nodded and reached for her shirt,tugging it from her handsand dropping itbacktothefloor. “Cometo bed then.”