Chapter Six
I spend a few minutes freshening up with the makeup in my clutch, but there’s not enough lipstick in the world to make me presentable. My eyelids are heavy, my cheeks flushed. My hair a wild mane around my shoulders. It’s dark in the back of the limo, but I know I must look sultry, the aura of s*x emanating from me.
Gabriel raps on the window, and the door opens. A blast of humid night air rushes in, a sharp contrast to the cool interior. I take Gabriel’s hand, surprised to find my legs shaky. I know that I affect him. I can see the impact when we’re alone together. And I see how much he fights it. But he looks completely unaffected, his expression stern, his suit perfectly pressed despite what we just did. No one would know that he just had s*x to look at him. Meanwhile I’m
