Ian's POV
As we made our way to the car, thoughts of what I had done to Hailey kept popping into my head, feeding into my lustful hormones. It had honestly been a while since I'd had any kind of intimacy with a woman, making me hungrier than usual. It was silent as I drove us in the direction of her penthouse, all the while she was on her phone texting someone. I found the texting somewhat more irritating than I probably should have, feeling like she was ignoring me for someone else. I pushed past that feeling, not having any right to say anything. She doesn't owe me her time.
"Okay, I've given you enough time to wallow," she finally said, placing her phone face down on her lap.
"Wallow? Who's wallowing?" I pinched my brows.