13
PIPER
I was alone with Hollin Abbey. This was a bad idea.
I swallowed and glanced over at him. He’d taken the seat opposite me on the couch, manspreading his legs wide and resting his arms across the back of the cushions.
“I could get used to this,” he said with a devilish grin in my direction.
“Most people could.”
“No,” he said calmly. “You.”
“Me?”
“I could get used to you like this.” His eyes crawled over me and answered the question on my lips. “A little wild.”
A hoarse laugh escaped my lips. “I am not wild.”
“You’re here with me…alone.”
“So?” I challenged him, coming to my feet defensively. “What? Are you going to put the moves on me?”
His smirk was so goddamn tempting. “I don’t have to.”
“And why not?”
“Because you want this as much as I do.”
I gaped at him for a spl
