She was tired as hell, but it didn't matter. She was heading home to shower and change real quick and then head over to Lair. She'd been there with Rafe practically every night. He'd call her several times a day bugging her to come back. She would always act like she had to think about it. Truth was she couldn't wait to get back to him either. She couldn't even say she was quickly falling for the guy, she'd already fallen hard and that scared the shit out of her. But she couldn't not see him anymore. Rafe was unlike anyone she'd ever met. He was charming and playful, but then he would turn into this passionate man that made her feel things she never thought she could. When he was in Dom mode, he was demanding and arrogant. Yet he was always so focused on how Ava felt. He'd done things to her she had only dreamed of. Things that even now made her blood boil and her skin catch fire. Ava never knew what side of him she would see when she first arrived every night, but she was always satisfied.
