Chapter 55

Madison

In the mirror, I watched his eyes darken as he nuzzled my neck.

“You look delicious in pajamas.” One hand slid up to cup my breast through the silk. “But I think I prefer you without them.”

The bathroom suddenly felt too small, too hot. I needed air.

“I’m going to step out onto the balcony.” I ducked under his arm, escaping his heated embrace.

The cool night air hit my flushed skin as I stepped outside. Fifty floors up, Las Vegas spread out before me like a glittering carpet of stars. I gripped the railing, trying to steady my racing heart.

The sounds of the Strip drifted up—music, laughter, the occasional car horn. Standing here in silk pajamas felt surreal, my body still humming from his touch while normal life continued below.

“Planning to jump?” His amused voice came from behind me.

“Just enjoying the view.”

“So am I.” His response made it clear he wasn’t talking about the cityscape.

I kept my eyes fixed