He was amazing.
But amazing or not, she had to get out of there. She popped up and looked over to where he lay with his arms above his head and the sheets low on his waist. Three black birds graced his chest, and on his biceps she saw a wire cage with an open door. Her eyes moved from each bird to his amazing set of abs before resting on his pelvic muscles. They made a perfect V, pointing right to the place she wanted to be, again. There was a vein leading to his naughty place, tantalizing her. Lord, how she wanted to follow it like the yellow brick road with her tongue. Her mouth watered at the thought. It had to be the sexiest vein she had ever seen.
Jesus, he was hot.
She swallowed loudly before saying, “I gotta go.”
“You do?” he asked, coming up on his forearms.
Audrey nodded as she got up and started to look for her clothes. Most of her things were strewn across the floor, but she couldn’t find her shirt. Frantically, she looked around the room, then glancing back to where Blondie sat watching her, saw it …
Beneath his massive body.
Audrey let out a huff as she zipped up her skirt. He looked down to where she was looking and then back up at her. When their eyes met, her whole body caught on fire. His eyes were captivating. So blue she could drown in them. As their gaze stayed locked, she swore she could feel the surf running up her ankles, the sun hitting her face, and could actually smell the salt in the air.
Man, she needed to get out of there!
She was beyond embarrassed. He probably thought she was a whore, sleeping around with random men five minutes after meeting them. She would never be able to face him again.
Audrey went to the bed, pulling the shirt out from underneath him before sitting on the edge of the mattress. When she bent down to grab her shoes, the bed moved. When she felt the warmth of his hands on her waist, and then his lips touch her bare back, she froze. His lips moved along her spine before resting right below her bra strap.
“Don’t leave,” he whispered, his breath warm on her back. “I don’t even know your name.”
Audrey knew that breathing was no longer an option. No man had ever been so tender with her. A simple kiss on her back made her want to rip her clothes off and jump back into bed with him. Yup, she had to get out of there.
Quickly sliding her feet into her shoes, she stood up, moving from his grasp before pulling on her shirt. She found her purse and then, finally, her stupid phone, which was still sounding the alarm. Silencing that annoyance, she saw she had six missed calls and fourteen text messages.
Shit, they were mostly from Fallon, who was probably freaking out.
“You gotta be out of here by eleven,” she said, purposely not looking over at him. She didn’t trust herself.
“Okay, I’m getting up now.”
She nodded as she texted Fallon, saying she would call her in a few minutes. She looked up just in time to catch Blondie pulling his jeans up over his hips, and also took notice that he didn’t have underwear on.
Could he get any hotter?
“Can I at least get your number, maybe your name?” he asked after digging his phone out of his pocket. His English wasn’t perfect, and she still found herself loving the accent. It was hot and smooth, like butter on a hot skillet.
Man, he was yummy.
“Not a good idea,” she muttered as she walked toward the door. “This was a one-night thing.”
Audrey looked over her shoulder to see him watching her. “It doesn’t have to be,” he said.
There was no way this was happening. She was tired of being fucked over by guys, and even though this guy was beautiful, and gorgeous, and generous, she didn’t know him. She would be damned if she was going to be fucked over by another Levi. She knew she was being a bitch, but she didn’t want to put herself out there and get hurt again.
She had to stop this.
She had to be strong.