As soon as she got under the covers, the door opened and Bastien’s scent filled the room. He walked in wearing only black silk pants, shirtless, his hair wet, his body defined and perfectly sculpted. His honey-colored eyes looked at her as if he wanted to devour her—and the sweetest part, he held a rose in his hand.

— Hello, beautiful. This is for you.

— Bastien… — Kate swallowed hard. His body looked perfect. Completely perfect. Bastien placed the rose on the nightstand and sat beside her. Kate smiled.

— It's beautiful — she took it and smelled it — Where did you get it?

— I have my sources — Bastien took her hand and kissed it. His lips were warm, and the contact sent a shiver straight to her legs. Immediately, the image of his naked, wet body pleasuring himself in the shower flashed in her mind. Her cheeks flushed.

— Are you nervous? Tell me… do I make you nervous?

— Bastien, stop it. You know very well that you do. Don’t tease me. — Bastien leaned in, his minty breath brushing aga