bed. And just to make things perfectly clear, you’re not welcome in mine.” I open my mouth, about to tell him to go screw himself, when there’s pounding on the door. I jump in surprise, and he takes a step back, running his hand through his inky hair. I drop my gaze and see that he is hard. Rock hard, fully tented, and turned on. I flush pink, reaching for the door handle, desperate to get out. Mal puts his hand on mine to stop me. Our eyes lock. Flick. And just like that, I’m burning.
