I watched him go while heat bloomed over my skin, the muscles in my stomach clenched tight. That might have been the single most erotic moment in my life, but I wasn't quite sure how to feel about it. Turned on, sure. But should I feel excited or terrified that I seemed to have affected Kason in the same way? And had it really been me or just the fact that he hadn't stripped in front of another female in at least two years? I could've been any woman for all he cared. For only the second ...