that crazy was more than some nutty crush.
Which was why her way was much better. Give them your body but keep your heart and mind out of contention. Use them for sex then walk away.
Like her and Luca.
Except she hadn’t walked away, had she?
She looked at Evie’s face, troubled even in an alcohol-induced slumber. If this was what pining after a man got you then she wanted no part of it.
She had to end it with Luca.
After tonight.
Mia glanced at Evie’s bedside clock—it was nearly one in the morning. Would Luca be awake?
She remembered how hard he’d been beneath his jeans as she’d fondled him under the table.
He’d be awake.
Her own body was still humming like an electrical substation generating enough heat to power the entire eastern seaboard.
She smiled to herself as she hurried to her bedroom, stripping off her clothes, pulling her hair out of its ponytail, opening her wardrobe, yanking her long winter coat off its hanger and stepping into its folds, the lining cool against her bare, heated flesh. She overlapped the edges and tied the cord securely around her waist—there were buttons but they were going to take too long to undo for her purposes.
Mia inspected herself in the mirror. She looked very modest in the calf-length coat and heels. Should she, on the slim off chance at after one in the morning, happen to bump into someone in the lift, they couldn’t possibly be aware she didn’t have a stitch on under the coat.
Neither would Luca.
Mia smiled at her reflection. All she needed was a little eye make-up and some lippy and she’d be perfect for an early-morning booty call.
Hell, if this was going to be their last time, she might as well blow his mind.
Luca was brooding in front of his magnificent bay window when he heard the knock. He allowed himself a smile for the first time since arriving home alone with a raging hard-on over three hours ago.
Anticipation tightened his groin as he stalked to the door and yanked it open to find a rugged up Mia leaning casually against the jamb.
‘Oh, good.’ She smiled. ‘You’re awake.’
Luca sucked in a breath. Her hair was loose and her eyes were heavily kohled in shades of grey and black, emphasising their blueness. Her mouth was painted fire-engine red. He moved in close until their bodies were almost touching. ‘It’s hard to sleep in my condition,’ he murmured.
Mia pouted. ‘Poor darling. Can I come in? I could help you with that.’
Luca’s gaze drifted to her mouth. ‘Are you sure? I wouldn’t want you entering into a recipe for disaster.’
Mia laughed as devilish memories from Pete’s surfaced. Luca touching her under the table, stroking between her legs. She lifted a finger and traced his bottom lip, almost moaning out loud when he sucked it into his mouth. ‘Carl’s a sore loser,’ she whispered.
Luca, his body taut with longing, swirled his tongue around her finger and gently released it. ‘Come in, take your clothes off. You are way overdressed.’
He stepped back and Mia strode into the room. The heat enveloped her and she turned to find Luca watching her from the shut door. She untied the coat and shrugged out of it. It fell to the floor and she was standing before him in nothing but a pair of heels.
‘Will this do?’ she asked.
Luca’s brain temporarily powered down as his hungry gaze ate up her body. Her long legs, the jut of her breasts, the flare of her hips, the shadow of her sex.
Mia’s nipples hardened at the intensity of his scrutiny. It felt more intimate than if he’d touched her and she suddenly felt like he could see right inside her. She fought the urge to cover herself.
Luca swallowed. ‘Spin around.’
His husky command spread tentacles of heat through her belly and she performed a slow teasing rotation, looking over her shoulder at him as she circled her hips like she’d seen once in a documentary on pole dancing.
Luca’s belly clenched tight. He pushed away from the door and was in front of her, reaching for her in seconds, his hands sliding around her waist, his mouth descending.
And then he was kissing her and she was kissing him back. Long, deep, wet kisses that had her gasping and sighing and begging for more as she pulled at his clothes, desperate for some skin on skin.
Her nipples rubbed against his naked chest and Luca groaned deep in his throat. Then he swept her up into his arms and