Layla couldn't quite recall what happened next. All she remembered was Tristan kissing her passionately as they entered the elevator. And then, as soon as they reached the ground floor, he swept her into the car.

Before she even had a moment to breathe, he had her wrapped in his arms again, the small space buzzing with intimacy. She felt almost like melting butter as she sank onto his lap, her hands lazily draping around his neck.

Once they made it home, he tossed her onto the ...