Chapter 42

“Is something wrong?”

“Should there be, kitten?”

Vance and his mystery.

I winced, getting up on the bed and staring at his back while I traced my fingers on his curves.

Well, muscle.

He just fucked me. Again.

How can this man be so insatiable with this?

“You’ve been busy lately.”

I shifted on the bed and held the cover to hide my nakedness while he stared down at me now.

Sometimes I wonder if this