PrologueMy body shook with silent laughter as he ran his fingers down my back. He flipped me over and stared down at me adoringly.“God, you’re beautiful.” His voice was husky and smelt of cloves. He must have taken up smoking again. I didn’t answer him with words, though my lips said it all.He pulled away a little breathless and asked, “What time…what time are your parents expecting you home?” I smiled. “Not till six. We...