Hayden froze, his entire body going rigid. “Say that again.”

Her lips trembled. “I… I imagined you with Jared and Beck… making love.” She said uncertainly, “I’m sorry. I don’t know why my mind went there.”

He looked at her silently for a while then he smirked.

“Nothing to be sorry about. It’s desire,” he murmured. Then he brushed his fingers up her thigh, under her dress. “There is nothing wrong with imagining, baby.”

She gasped in surprise, her leg widening ...