Chapter 48: Mister temptation
Chapter 46: Mister temptation
"What rules, princess?" Lorenzo asked with a frowning. That didn’t resemble the answer to his question.
"About being your mistress. Isn’t that what you want?"
Lorenzo cussed silently. Was that the reason she was drunk? Could this be his fault?
"You wouldn’t be here if you weren’t drunk, Ashley. I’m taking you home."
But before he could move, Ashley grabbed a fistful of his shirt, blinking up at him, lashes fluttering in the cutest way.
"I don’t want to go home," she said with a pout. "I admit I drank a little to celebrate the company’s new milestone, but..." She jabbed a finger at his chest, poking a spot on his shirt like it held some kind of secret. "I drove myself here—well, maybe I asked one, no, two people for directions," she added, holding up two fingers. "...but it doesn’t count, since I did most of the thinking," she giggled, as if she’d just told the funniest joke in the world.
Lorenzo’s jaw tightened. "Did you say you drove yourself?"
She nodded like a proud child.
Fuck. He shut his eyes briefly. God, she didn’t even realize how much danger she’d put herself in tonight. He wanted to scold her. To shake her. To kiss her.
But not like this. Not when she might forget it all by morning. Or worse... hate him more.