Chapter 41

Sloane and Vaughn's bodies were pressed together with almost no space between them. Sloane instinctively put her hand on his chest, trying to keep him at bay.

"Mr. Kincaid, please behave yourself," she snapped. This wasn't the first time she had had to say that to him.

Vaughn was always reserved and restrained; how could he possibly not understand what it meant to behave himself? But it seemed tha