Clay’s P.O.V

Fuck! She looked gorgeous!

My mind had taken a while to register that the gorgeous red-haired woman on the opposite side of the parking lot was none other than the woman I desired the most, Flora Argentine.

“Fuck! Is that my sister and her friend?” Riley whispered in astonishment from next to me.

“Seems so.” I tried to act nonchalant, not wanting him to catch on to the fact that I wanted his sister; wanted her so badly that it was driving me ...