Chapter 15: A Tender Night

Prisley looked at the cityscape outside the window and felt something was wrong.

"Heather, you took a wrong turn. We should have turned left back there."

"Heather, where are you taking me?"

Heather didn't answer, just pressed the gas pedal harder.

The car roared all the way, pulling into a mansion district, then stopped in a big yard.

Prisley was surprised. Why was Heather bringing her to his house? In the four years they had known each other, she had only been here a few times, usually just waiting on the porch for the butler to bring out luggage before rushing to the airport.

She had never actually been inside his home.

What is he doing...?

Hesitantly, she got out of the car. "Heather, why did you bring me here?"

Heather grabbed her, pulling her into the house and pinning her against the door. His lips crashed down on hers, a storm of passion raining down on her lips.

"You should've been here," he said, breathless, finally letting go of the desire he had been holding back all the way