“Crazy Girl,” Dante whispered.

His hand released mine and went to my tee. He pulled it over my head and left me in my bra. It was dark blue and lacy. His eyes told me he appreciated it. He placed a hand on my shoulder and slowly nudged me back so I was lying with my knees over the side of the bed. He took off my shoes and socks, then unzipped my jeans and began pulling them down my legs. He stood over me once I wore only my underwear.

“Are you okay?” he asked while ...