I Need To Taste You (1)

Mara’s POV

The courtroom was filled with tension as the judge called a brief recess after opening statements. I stood at the prosecutor’s table, my heart hammering in my chest and it was not just because of the high-profile fraud case, but from the man seated across the aisle. Kai Harlan— a brilliant defense attorney, my secret anonymous hookup for the past three months. We’d met on a blind app, never exchanging names or faces, we just engaged in raw, no-strings hotel nights where we fucked like strangers who knew exactly how to ruin each other.

Until today, when I walked in and locked...