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because you’re trying to avoid me?”
    Surprisingly, the thought of having a slumber party with Derek was more unnerving to me than the thought of running into Reggie or his whore.
    I smiled politely. “Thank you for the offer, but I think it’s time for me to get back home.”
    He grabbed my arm as I pushed past him, spinning me around to meet his sparkling eyes.
    “Did you book a flight yet?” I shook my head. “Well, you said you were feeling sick; at least stay the night so you can get better. You shouldn’t get on a plane if you’re not feeling well.”
    “I’m fine,” I said, noticing he took the trash bag out.
    He released me, and I headed for the door, pausing when he spoke again.
    “You’re doing it again.”
    I spun around, brow lifted. “What?”
    “Trying to control everything. My solution is obviously the best, but you don’t want to hear it because it wasn’t your idea.”
    I scoffed. “It’s not about that. I just want to get home.”
    “Get home to what?”
    He walked up to me, close enough for me to feel the smothering heat radiating from his body. My eyes widened as a flush of electricity shot down my spine, a familiar slow burn washing over me.
    I swallowed a hard lump, pushing away the thoughts of the previous evening, trying to forget about the intense pleasure I experienced from my moral abandonment.
    Derek was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, a seducer, and I didn’t need any more bad influences in my life, no matter how charming and handsome.
    He must’ve read my expression because a small smile curled one side of his lips. My heart fluttered as a dimple formed on his cheek. I readjusted my sweater although it was just fine, clearing my throat.
    “I have to get to my cab. It’s impolite to keep him waiting.”
    “Yeah well, it’s impolite to leave me alone with a hard dick, but you have no problem doing that.”
    I gasped, jumping back at his brash words. “That’s completely inappropriate! You can’t speak to me like that, w-with such vulgar language, and-and the way you marked my skin yesterday was uncalled for.”
    “Why do you care about what your skin looks like? It’s all covered by those awful turtlenecks you wear.”
    “There’s nothing wrong with how I dress.”
    He tugged on the hem of my sweater. “You dress like you don’t like what you have under here. It’s sad when a woman can’t appreciate her own beauty.”
    I smacked his hand away. He chuckled at my horror, his eyes feeding off my reaction.
    “Well, I won’t be around to depress you with my attire any longer.”
    “You don’t want to go.”
    “You don’t know what I want.”
    His thumb swiped across my nipple, and it immediately perked up. “Are we going to play this game again?”
    He trailed his knuckles across my cheek, and I couldn’t mask the shiver that ran throughout my body. My mind screamed at me, telling me to leave, telling me that I was going to regret it if I continued my unsavory behavior, telling me that the behavior wasn’t me.
    Even still, I found myself taking a step towards him. I’d spent my last few days crying, angry, and stress cleaning trying to get over Reggie. But Derek was the only thing in my life that made the pain truly go away- if only for a few moments. He was becoming an addiction I didn’t need to have.
    He smoothed his thumb over my lips, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake.
    “Tell the cab driver he can leave.”
    I opened my mouth, but he pressed his index finger against it.
    “You don’t need to say anything to me right now. Go talk to the driver.”
    God was testing me, giving me a second chance to right my wrong, to not make the same mistake. Saying no would’ve rectified the aching in my soul, but the aching in my body needed to be addressed more badly. I pulled out my cell phone and apologized to the driver before sending him on his way.
    He smiled, sucking my earlobe. “So you want more, huh? I’m glad, because I’ve been wanting more