FIFTEEN
Oh God. It really was him. Jay Felix. He was hotter in person than in his pictures. Her mouth watered at the thought of running her fingers down those muscles, before pulling him hard against her for...what? Anything he wanted, she supposed.
"Come in," he said, his voice deeply emphasising the 'come'.
Flavia forgot the formidable Ms Lane. She probably forgot her own name as her feet carried her into his house. No, his hotel room, for that's what it was. A big, stark suite with hotel furnishings and nothing personal lying around, like he didn't really live here.
She stopped in the middle of the floor, wanting to sag onto the couch before her legs gave out, but if she did, she wasn't sure she'd manage to get up again. The dining table might be best. She could sit at the head o
