15. Warning

Adriana Jensen

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I didn’t get the deal with Saint. I didn’t know if my advances were working or not. He was nice to me and I didn’t think he was generally a nice man. He looked like the man who wouldn’t engage in anything except it benefitted him but he was continually nice to me. Then again, he didn’t look at me twice.

Was wearing minimal items of clothing a cheap move? Did it repulse him?

These were all questions I wished I could ask but I didn’t have the temerity.

I’d been staying with him for five days and whenever we were inside the suite, I always walked around with a tank top two sizes too small and a pair of booty shorts but his eyes never lingered. Was he not interested in me at all? Was that the problem?

I shook my head. I decided not to let this affect me. It wasn’t like I liked him. I found him attractive, yes, but I didn’t want to date him or anything. I just wanted to caress my ego and let him take my virginity.

There was a knock on the room door that startled me. He