FIFTEEN

The Guilt of Lust

For the second time since his stay, Hayden slipped into her room in the early hours of the morning. The first time he did it, she was unsuspecting and was asleep with her door open. He hadn’t watched her for long—just about an hour or so. He felt like a creep watching her in her sleep, but her windows were open and the rays of the moon slipped into her room. It was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen, and he swore he would never do it again. As a matter of fact, he told himself to take the deed to the grave. She was innocent and would not be ensnared in his traps.

But Lola was different from the others. He didn’t know what he was expecting from her when she found out he was the one she met first, but he certainly didn’t expect her loyalty to run deep. It intrigued him. He wanted to know if she was just afraid or Jarrod had a strong hold on her. Whatever it was, it made the challenge even stronger.

As he slipped into her room for the second time, he told himself t