Jayden’s POV

When I open the door, I notice the room is dimly lit. Jovita is surely prepared to play with my senses tonight.

I look around the room and find her sitting in front of her dressing mirror, brushing her long black. I'm still trying to compose myself, when she stands up, places her leg on the chair, and starts applying ointment on her skin.

“He…y”, I stutter, unsure of myself.

“Hey”, she replies throwing me a charming, dimpled smile, and focusing her attention on what she's doing.

I take a step closer, then stop, thinking about my next move. I know this is a trap, but hell, this...