CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX

Starstruck

Taking a deep breath, Star pulled open the ensuite door, holding her breath as the bedroom came into view. Max’s back was turned to her and Star admired the way the muscles on his back flexed with every slight movement, if he heard her come into the room, he made no indication and for a moment all the nerves she felt flew out the window. The air in the room was different somehow, but seeing him standing there calmly brought her a sense of composure. 

Her silky nightgown cooly brushed against her skin as her legs carried her closer to him and with a final intake of air, she placed the tips of her manicured fingers between his shoulder blades. 

Max stilled under her fingers, shocked by the bold move. They’d been teasing one another all night and he silently