Chapter 7

Hazel stared at the message on her screen, her lips twitching into a smile as a wave of heat rushed through her body. A shiver of pleasure curled down her spine, anticipation already sparking beneath her skin.

She slipped into a red lace lingerie set, the delicate fabric clinging to her curves. A sheer lace jacket draped over her shoulders, leaving her stomach exposed. As her fingers traced the smooth skin of her waist, her gaze locked onto her reflection in the mirror.

She wanted to act like she was only going there to retrieve her pants. But deep down, she knew the truth—her body ached, her core pulsed with need. The fire between her legs couldn’t be ignored. And only he had the antidote to the wetness that had gathered from a single text.

All her worries from seconds ago were suddenly gone—replaced with nothing but the thoughts of getting her pants back. At least, so she said to herself.

Tying her hair into a sleek ponytail, she turned slightly, admiring t