Chapter 4

“Is this a ploy to get me to like you?” she whispered against his shoulder. Even in her high heels, she could only reach his chest.

“A man can only try,” he said as he held her warmly. They stayed locked in his arms as they swayed to the beat. Adam’s hands snaked around her waist, bringing her closer to his body. His nose was filled with her perfume, just like her, mysterious. He dropped his hands lower till they rested on her buttock. He held her gasp aloud. The smooth feel of the silk fabric felt lustrous on his palm.

He felt her stiffen when he closed the gap between them and sniffed her hair.

“Orange. You used a minty orange shampoo for your hair,” he said softly, remembering that night in New York. This couldn’t be a coincidence.

He liked that she smelt good enough to be eaten. His body hardened at the thought of unraveling the mystery she represented. Heat pooled between them, the sparks were flying above their heads, and he struggled not to bend and ki