Chapter 54

Holy... fuck!

That was...

Evelyn shut the door in one of the spare bedrooms and leaned back against it. She pressed her thighs together and closed her eyes. She should have walked out of the bathroom but seeing him naked, touching himself was like dangling a feast in front of a starving person.

And then to have him say her name as he let go...

Roman Ashfield was a god among men, he could have anyone he wanted. But it had been her name on his lips while he’d got his rocks off. Not Vivian’s.

How was she supposed to handle that? Especially now when she was plagued with all the memories of him.

How was she supposed to remember that he hadn’t wanted to be seen with her in public when she was looking at that hard, chiselled chest?

How was she supposed to remember that he’d called her his whore when he had his dick in his hand? And calling her name as if all she’d needed to do was step into the shower with him to ride it to her heart’s content?