Scared to Get Intimate

The words hung in the cramped space of the backseat. Hand-wash his dirty underwear. Sloane sat frozen, her fingers gripping the heavy chrome door handle of the limo. She stared at Vaughn, trapped entirely beneath the weight of his dark, unyielding gaze. He wasn't joking. The firm, authoritative set of his jaw and the predatory gleam shining in his eyes left zero room for negotiation. She had to sw