#Chapter 16 - Tempting

I let out a sharp gasp and whirled around to find a rather amused James crowded in the open doorway. His arms folded over his broad chest as his gaze remained fixed on the pile of scanty clothing and personal bedroom toys. An inaudible squeak slipped past my lips while the whites of my eyes grew large. Oh, good God. There was no way I was going to mentally, and certainly not emotionally, recover from this. “J-James?! I—No! What are you doing?!” I stuttered horribly, my face notably turned several shades of red the longer he kept staring. He curled a suggestive brow while jutting his chin toward the promiscuous pile behind me. He sauntered closer, causing my nerves to coil even tighter. “I could ask you the same thing, sweetheart,” he said low in his chest. I tore my eyes off of him and dropped my gaze to the floor, feeling mortifyingly embarrassed. My hands curled into tight fists at my sides, not caring for the pain of my nails biting into my palms. “It’s not what you