Chapter 79

HAYES

“God damn it!”

I cuss under my breath the second the door swings open, and Sloane stands there wearing nothing but a towel, looking like every sinful thought I’ve had about her comes to life.

Is the universe fucking with me? A man could only handle so much.

My self-control is hanging by a thread. Why the hell did I think coming here was a good idea? I should have ignored the damn call from N