"Fuck me the way you just promised."
DANIEL'S POV
B' posh, proper voice of hers… It took every ounce of self-control I had not to do what I'd said I would do. What she'd asked me to do. But even though I wanted nothing more than to throw caution to the wind and say fuck it, I'd give her exactly what we both craved, I didn't.
Rachel was still drunk. Maybe not as drunk as she'd been half an hour ago, but intoxicated enough to have compromised judgment. I had no clue if this was her or the alcohol talking. Hell, she'd been ready to go home with Vincent Hauz, and she hated him.
I wasn't about to put our already failing connection in jeopardy.
"That wasn't a promise, it was a statement princess." My fingers dug into her skin.
"It sounded like one to me."
Jesus. Temptation was so close I could almost taste it. All I had to do was reach out and…
