I didn't answer. I walked toward the bed, my heart in my throat. I felt bold. I felt crazy. But I wanted him.
I crawled onto the mattress and climbed right over him. He was lying there, naked under the thin blanket, just like I knew he would be. I could feel the heat radiating off his skin.
"Why are you hiding from me?" I whispered, my voice trembling as I settled my weight on his lap.
Ford let out a low, dark laugh. The sound vibrated through my thighs. "I’m not hiding, Dani. I’ve just been busy. A man has to get his head straight after a week like the one I've had." His voice was thick with sleep, but it oozed a raw, sexy confidence.
His large hands moved to my waist, his fingers digging into my skin. "But you didn't answer me. What are you doing here at midnight? Wearing... this?" H
