55

LORENA

I stood still, Alessandro’s warm palm against my back. I hated how it made my skin burn, the tingling sensation shooting throughout my body, my blood sizzling with need.

It is not for his touch, I tried to convince myself. It was a natural reaction to have a physical reaction after feeling man’s hand on me after so many years.

I had to fight the urge to close my eyes and lean back into his touch. My heart thundered in my chest, excitement and adrenaline mixing together.

Alessandro Moravia would end up costing me more than my life if I lowered my guard. I’d stick around till the annulment came through, then we would run and never look back.

“I have to say, Ales,” I started, although my voice was slightly high-pitched. “You suck as a pool boy. I’ve had so much better. So either scratch the spot or step away from me.”

“Scared, Tesoro?” he whispered the question into my ear. His breath was hot, igniting my blood with each syllable.