Chapter 141: Tonight, I Am Yours

Nixon Walker finally wriggled free and looked surprised. "Pablo, what are you…" "Call me Holly. What, why that face? Drop the act. Am I not pretty?" Maybe it was the wine. Holly Lapwood's cheeks were flushed, her eyes glassy and wet, as if they might spill over. "Pretty, sure, but the two of us…" "Don't think I don't know. You've been involved with more than a few women." "Yeah, but…" Holly suddenly let out a sigh and slid off Nixon's thigh. "Coward. I gave you a chance." She settled...