What an idiot.
The door to my room creaks open.
“Layla?” Simon’s voice is a whisper. I suck in a breath.
What’s he doing in here?
The streetlights cast him in a faint glow. The bed shifts as he sits down next to me.
“Are you awake?”
His hand ghosts over my shoulder as I sit up.
“What are you doing?” I hiss, leaning over and turning on the lamp.
“You left this on my chest.” Simon holds up a mint-green thong. “I thought it was your way of telling me to come in here.”
“What?” I snatch them from his hold, embarrassment snaking through me. “God damn it, Luna.”
“Wait, your cat did this?” Simon looks horrified.
“She loves unmentionables. I forgot to put them away.”
“I feel like a fucking arse.” Simon scrubs a hand down his face and heads to the door. “I’m just going to go find a cave to hide in for the next few weeks and pretend this didn’t happen.”
Oh God. Of all the turns this night could have taken, this isn’t what I thought would happen. My cat has more balls than I do.
I’ve been trying to resist this man since he showed up in town and came to my rescue. And after that kiss tonight?
I was ready to pull out my vibrator and take care of my own needs. Like I’ve been doing for the last however many years.
Except Simon is here. Here and willing.
Why not take advantage of what my fake fiancé is offering?
“Wait.” I throw back the duvet and get out of bed.
Simon stops, not turning around. His back muscles flex as I get closer.
“Simon, I…”
Now that the moment is here, words are escaping me.
“Yeah?”
I press a kiss to the middle of his back. “I want this. I want you.”
ChapterFifteen
SIMON
“Iwant this. I want you.”
Fucking finally.
“Yeah?” I turn, wrapping an arm around Layla’s waist and pulling her in close. The ruby-red robe she’s wearing is short, giving me a glimpse of those long legs beneath.
“Like you said, might as well make the most of this arrangement.”
