Chapter 355

I twisted my head to glare at him. ‘What else could you possibly want? The answer is no.’ Who said I wasn’t tired? I was exhausted. I was only trying to leave to save myself from another round. ‘What are you thinking?’ he asked, a fake innocence in his tone. ‘I just meant, if you’re tired, let me give you a massage.’ His hands settled on my waist, his thumbs pressing in with a firm, soothing rhythm. It felt surprisingly good. I wasn’t sure I trusted him, but after a minute of him just working the knots from my muscles, I relaxed and closed my eyes. Why shouldn’t I enjoy this? I was the one who’d been worn out. I’d forgotten a fundamental rule: never trust a man’s promises. Because Ashton’s massage slowly began to change. His hands drifted from my waist, his touch shifting from therapeutic to something else entirely, sliding lower. My eyes flew open. Before I could react, he spun me around to face him. His gaze was burning, searing into me. ‘I’ll finish the massage later…’ he promised,