Chapter 5
Jordan Bentley glanced at the woman in the passenger seat who snored into his leather seats.
Martha was everything he’d never wanted and the only woman who interested him these days. She was refreshing and unpredictable.
He hit the brakes as the person in the car in front of him stopped suddenly.
His Mazzanti Evantra Millecavalli jerked and he glanced at Martha, who remained asleep. The car in front of him moved forward and Jordan pulled into his building.
The elevator made no noise as it took them to the 45th floor. As the elevator slid to a stop, he unlocked the car doors.
Still Martha slept. He got out and opened her door, unbuckled her seatbelt and slipped his hands under her knee and shoulders. She moaned, and her eyes fluttered so he said, “Don’t wake up.”
“I can wal
