Dancing with the Devil

POV: SLOANE

My entire body tingles, a sudden, fierce rush of heat flooding my veins as the memories of where his lips grazed my skin a week ago come crashing back. I can feel the exact trail of his warm mouth against my collarbone. My knees turn to jelly, completely giving out beneath me. The heavy basket of name tags slips from my visibly shaking hands, dropping onto the table with a loud, chaot