I sat up so fast that I startled my dog, who looked at me reproachfully. The only time Dash likes fast movement is when he is running.
“Yes, I remember you.” How could I forget? His dark hair and perfectly muscled body shimmered in my memory.
“I couldn’t get you out of my mind after we spoke the other day.”
I’m unforgettable. Good. This is very good.
His voice reminds me of hot caramel—thick, rich and buttery. Very smooth. And very sophisticated.
“I think you may be perfect…”
My heart skipped a beat.
“…for my son’s tutor.”