Chapter Nine

Cyn.

My heart stuttered. Images of twined tanned and lily white limbs flashed through my mind’s eye. Ace kissing me passionately, desire overwhelming us to the point that we couldn’t make it to the bed,

Ace taking me gently to the floor, settling between my thighs…

I blinked, trying to stop the erotic slide show that was going on in my mind.

The look in Ace’s dark eyes told me that we were experiencing a moment of identical thought, and that was enough to bring common sense and sanity back.

He might be married to me, but his heart belonged to another, he had made it very clear on the very first night we met. And I was pretty positive he was talking to her on the night of the gala, right after his head had been buried deep in my thighs.

“Classy.” i sounded prissy even to my own ears.

“Class is sometimes overrated. Particularly in the bedroom.” he said mocking me.

The fact that he was always ready with some casual, off the cuff response was infuriating. I couldn’t hope to compete wit