Trey was waiting for Mallory in her kitchen the next morning. She'd come down in just a robe, thought no one would see her.
She should have known better. Trey didn't need much sleep
“Your system was way too simple to get past," he said.
Her house smelled of coffee. He'd figured her system out the second time. Pretty good. “Made yourself at home?"
Trey shrugged in the doorway. “My hostess wasn't awake to see to me."
His gaze raked over her.
He didn't say anything. No bother. She didn't care. She had all the cards. He needed her. More than she needed him. In fact, she didn't need him at all. Or want him.
“I need to get dressed."
He followed her upstairs. His warmth heated up her back he was so close. His breath fanned across the back of her neck.
She entered her bedroom. “Do you mi
