Chapter 42. Private Fantasies

The house was quiet. Sunlight streamed through the gauzy curtains of Beck and Jared’s guest room. Myla has been lying on the bed for a while, tracing the ceiling with her eyes, trying to ignore the ache that has been simmering in her body for hours now.

Hayden, Jared, and Beck had gone early that morning to inspect the progress of the new house. She’d insisted she was fine staying behind, but the silence that followed their departure felt strangely intimate—like the echo of everything they’d been building between them.

Well, it's been a while since she had a personal time to herself... Not like she hasn't been loving how active Hayden's sexual life has been... But a girl's got to have me time for herself sometimes.

She closed her eyes, and the thoughts that had been causing her to ache flooded in. The last time she and Hayden had been together—his voice, his steady hands, the way he looked at her when she’d come apart, the sound of footsteps as Jared and Beck walked