C58 Sins Of The Flesh

Adonis

She picked the filled glasses and turned back to face me, walking forward and to me with one of the glasses outstretched.

I kept staring at her in silence, ignoring the wine.

She blinked. “You don’t want a drink?”

I arched an eyebrow at her. “We’re not here because of what I want, Brooke,” I took a step closer and she tentatively stepped back. “We’re here because of what you want