Preston Keaton kissed her ear, his broad, warm hand sliding up under her sweater. Evelyn Grant's entire body tensed, and her breath caught for a moment.
She frowned. A tingling numbness spread through her body, making it hard to resist as she went weak all over.
"I'll take you to The Aura District tomorrow."
The man's voice was a low, slow, and alluring coax. "Darling, help me."
Evelyn Grant bit her lower lip. The burning heat against her thighs was becoming impossible to ignore, and her breathing grew slightly ragged. "We're almost home."
"It'll be another hour. We're a long way from home."
Today, she was wearing a knit skirt set with a down jacket over it. The car was heated, as was the dressing room she'd be in later, so she wasn't cold. The outfit, however, made it all too easy for him to touch her.
