I’d hit the club in hopes of snagging some hot dude.

The guy I’d lured was extra hot, with a movie star face and an underwear model’s body. As he undressed in my bedroom, my eyes roved his skin hungrily.

“You got a mirror?” he asked, looking around.

I quirked an eyebrow, tossing away the last of my own clothing. “You want to check your hair before we start?”

He was still looking. “No full-length mirror on the back of your closet door?”

He could see there wasn’t. His name was Jacob, and for the first time I wondered if I’d made a mistake bringing him home with me.

“There’s a mirror in the bathroom,” I said, a little cautiously now.

Jacob grinned. “You want to do it in the... Leer Más