Chapter 30. The Uninvited Guest

Summer’s POV

Instead of answering, he moved toward me with predatory grace, sitting on the edge of the bed. His hand came up to cup my cheek, thumb brushing across my lower lip.

“I couldn’t sleep last night,” he murmured, his eyes locked on mine. “I was too busy thinking about you.”

Heat surged to my cheeks before I could stop it. I looked away, flustered, cursing how easily he could make me blush with just a few words.

He leaned down, plucking a rose petal from my cheek. ““If you don’t get ready soon, I might just climb into this bed and fuck you senseless.”

Then he pressed his lips against mine.

I should have pushed him away, should have maintained some dignity. Instead, I moaned into his mout