My heart leaps into my throat. "We're doing it here? At your house?"

He gives a dark chuckle. "You've already kicked off your shoes. Besides, there are certain lessons that are better to do in private, where there's no one to disturb us."

I take a long sip of my wine. He wants us to be alone. To do this lesson in private. Was this his plan all along, to get me to come back to his house? No, I tell myself. He knows what he does to me. He knows that all he had to do ...