Всё самое интересное обо всём на свете. Дмитрий Кошевар

at him. “Good night, Luca.”

      “Jasmine?”

      She stopped and slowly turned. There were no tears on her cheeks, they were simply red. From embarrassment? Luca didn’t know which was worse, making her cry or embarrassing her. “Sleep well.”

      She nodded and then walked quietly back down the hall. The sound of the door closing only made his balls ache more than they already did. A beautiful woman who had no idea who he was, who was willing to go to bed with him? And he’d refused?

      Was he out of his mind?

      Or was he really changing for the better?