When she’d bought this dress last month for her parents’ dinner party, it had fit great, but evidently marathon sex sessions in a dungeon didn’t burn off as many calories as she’d hoped because it was extremely tight and uncomfortable now. A dull ache had started in her neck, and she rolled her shoulders, trying to ease the tension. She wished she could kick off her gold heels and sit, but she had to endure for at least another two hours until the charity auction was over.Her salvation hailed her from across the room in the form of Bryan returning with two glasses of wine. He moved through the crowd, pausing now and again to speak to mutual friends. They knew so many of the same people she’d been surprised they hadn’t met before Wicked. Maybe she’d seen him briefly before at some social function, then again at Wicked, and her brain had decided he was safe.Sliding up next to her, looking like walking sex, Bryan smiled and handed her the glass of wine. “Did I mention how much I like that dress yet?”She flushed and gave him a narrow-eyed look.
What do You think about My Wicked Devil (Club Wicked)?
