Now she stood in said panty-melter’s room and couldn’t help but picture a gorgeous, sexy man walking through the room, putting on a suit, critically eyeing his appearance in the mirror over the dresser.
Unable to resist and knowing it was completely inappropriate, she opened the top drawer of the beautiful dark dresser. Neatly rolled ties of a dozen different colors and patterns decorated the drawer, and a set of different styles of watches with leather and metal bands sat next to a box filled with cufflinks that glinted like jewels beneath the glass lid.
“Wow.” She trailed her fingertips over the watches. A man with refined, expensive tastes.
Felicity watched the shadows play across the room, accenting the bed where Jared slept. What would it be like to share a bed with a man like him?
