“Well, look at you,” I say dryly and roll my eyes. “Out here, dampening panties with your sensual words. Are you trying to seduce me, Ash Johnson?” He cocks a brow, and I watch as he suggestively crawls back onto the bed. Shit, abort mission. “Sunshine, do you want me to dampen your panties?” he asks. His voice is so thick and husky that it’s doing me unfair things. “Because I aim to please, sweetheart.”
