Megan’s POV

“I felt nothing. So, don’t think too highly of me,” I said as I looked around the corner.

He laughed loudly. “You’re lying. How is it possible to not feel anything yet your lips are making moans? I’m not stupid, but you’re right. I think highly, and I’m sure you’ll like me.”

“Don’t get your hopes up. I hate you. You forced me in here and harassed me. I’ve told you many times that I’m not one of those women. They do work as ...