PIPER
"Should I be worried?" Timofey asks the moment I hang up with Noelle.
My heart thunders against my chest.How much did he overhear?
"Worried about what?" My voice comes out a bit too high and unnatural.
He closes my door and moves closer, his gaze slipping up and down my body on an endless loop. "That you're wearing this dress and telling someone else you love them. I'm not an insecure man, but when you look like this…" He shakes his head. "It's bringing out my possessive side."
"Possessive is the only side you have," I tease.
"No." He bites his lower lip. It's the single sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life. "That was me wanting you close. Wanting you here with me for my own devious purposes. But this…thisis me wanting to kick every single one of the forty guests waiting for me downstairs out of my house so I can fuck you until your throat is sore from screaming my name."
