*Shelby*

“Just for tonight,” I whispered, biting my bottom lip. Sleeping with Michael even for just one night was probably a bad decision, but I didn’t care at the moment.

I was so caught up in the emotions he sent spiraling through me, I couldn’t bring myself to say no. At his touch, my skin was on fire, and the taste of him lingered on my lips even after he pulled away.

It was all the invitation that he needed to pick me ...