Chapter 15

Natasha

I watch Hayden put on his clothes, aware of my flaring heartbeat. When his dark eyelashes flicker down to mine, I feel lightning surge in my veins. He offers me a smile too wolfish to be friendly, and the desire to touch him turns almost painful.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Whenever I look at him, it's like my body gets overwhelmed by a fever. Hayden Archer is in my dreams and sweet reveries, and slowly but surely, he is taking over my mind.

Hayden's lips part while his hands are closing the buttons on his suit. "I'm supposed to be holding a speech outside in the garden—come and listen to it. I think you will find the conversation rather interesting."

"What are you supposed to talk about?"

His smile widens, and his eyes glimmer in the dark. "I won't tell you anything. Find out by yourself."

With those words, the man leaves me alone. Hayden hurries down the stairs, and after many minutes of blinking and recovering fr