There was a hint of fear in Miranda’s hoarse and trembling voice. She seemed like a frightened but helpless bird.

Hansel felt his body burning up with lust. He gave up removing her top and slipped his hand directly under her skirt.

Miranda panicked. “Hansel, you can have any woman you want! Why are you forcing yourself on an ex–girlfriend like me? If you’re desperate for sex, I can call Ingrid here right now. No! Don’t do this!”

Miranda’s reddened eyes were ...