"Mase," I asked against his lips.

"Mmm?"

"You once said 'What are you doing here?' to something you saw in the hallway. Who was it?"

A frown tugged at his mouth as he pulled away. "Someone who looked like the drug baron. Why?"

"Was he bald?" At his nod, I said, "You won't be seeing whoever that was anymore."

"You're amazing." He traced the curve of my lips with his tongue, and it triggered a white-hot arousal.

"Please don't stop," I ...