Chapter Five
Millie couldn’t concentrate. Her thoughts bounced around like a pinball machine as she held out the cup. Jason had stared at her like he wanted to kiss her, and it had taken all her self-control to not fall into his arms when he spoke. A shiver rippled down her spine. The man’s voice was deep and smoky, charred like the inside of an oak barrel. And the vibrations went straight to her p***y, sending tendrils of sensation through her body until every nerve quivered with anticipation. A word from him, and she was some kind of a zombie, body taking over rational thought. Why else would she have suggested the pond?
Jason Case was the wrong kind of person for her, no matter what her libido thought. For once, her heart was wrong. It had to be. “Cheers,” she said brightly and touche
