Page 23 of Maneater (The Mavens #1)

FIFTEEN

ROWAN

When I return to my office, I don’t check my emails.

I don’t check my missed calls.

No.

Instead, I log into the security system and locate Josie at the pool. And then I watch her. I watch her chat and laugh with her friend in that tiny fucking bathing suit I wanted to rip off her body, and I resist the all-consuming urge to go down there and drag her up to my room.

When she leaves the pool deck for her room, I go into the bathroom and jack off, thinking about her plush pink lips wrapped around my cock.

That’s when I admit to myself that this week just got a whole fuck of a lot worse.