Page 121 of The Bet
“Your Uber’s waiting.”
She blinked, it was like a fall, tripping back to reality. Hard reality. Her eyes squeezed shut for a moment longer than a normal blink.
She swallowed. “I’d better go.”
“See you around, Izzy.”
The whole ride home she thought about his lips, his eyes, his fingers on her skin. By the time she got home she was fully aroused, and left wanting. And what she wanted was Xavier Stone.
One look at her face in the mirror, flushed and red, told her this was real.
She felt unsatisfied, and craved his touch, his kisses, his body. She had made a complete turnaround when it came to Xavier Stone, and her dampness between her legs confirmed it. The throbbing between her breasts double confirmed it.
But Xavier? How could she? He was everything she hated in a guy. Rich, moneyed, a privileged jerk.
Only he was that and so much more.
