A cold chill ran down my spine as my mind replayed the kiss, and I fought the temptation to touch my lips as though his were still against them. The thought alone created a warmth between my thighs, and I lifted my hand discreetly, giving my cheek a soft slap to bring myself back to reality.

I can't be reacting or thinking about Asher. I shouldn't, especially when Luke had just mentioned that he does this with other women. He was probably playing a game with me, and the thought alone made me feel stupid for allowing him kiss me.

I let out a low breath to calm myself and...