Chapter 23

—Ellie—

I was still in bed when the lock turned and didn’t have time to sit up before Tristan stepped inside the room. Feeling vulnerable lying in the bed, I pushed into a sitting position.

He regarded me with an intent expression. I was only in a chemise and shorts and was acutely aware of how little the fabric covered. Swallowing my nerves, I got out of bed, not wanting to show weakness. His eyes followed my every move, lingering on my breasts. My body betrayed me as my nipples hardened in the cool air.

“I’m fairly sure God designed your body to drive men into insanity,” Tristan said darkly.

Stifling the excited thrill his words sent through me, I retorted, “You believe in God?”

“No. I don’t. But looking at you, I could turn into a believer.”

I huffed. “There’s a cozy warm place in Hell reserved just for you.”

“I’ve burned before.”

I slanted him a look. He’d said the same words before, and I wondered what exactly he