No Strings Attached

Chase pulled up to the 24-hour convenience store, his car sliding into a spot with the precision of a practiced driver. Without wasting a second, he dashed inside, returning moments later with a telltale box of condoms in hand.

Sasha, slumped in the passenger seat, was nursing a throbbing headache after a night out drinking. Despite the alcohol, her mind was a whirl of clarity. She knew exactly what was about to unfold between them. Did she really want to go through with it? There'd be no turning back after this step. As the thoughts swirled in her mind, the fire within her began to dwindle.

But the moment they pulled into the driveway of his apartment building, and before Sasha could even gather her thoughts, Chase scooped her up into his arms. Without a word, they were in the elevator, his lips crashing against hers with an urgency that couldn't be denied.

She tapped against his chest, "Chase, let go, there's a camera."

But Chase wasn't dissuaded. In fact, his kisses became more fervent. His thigh pinned her against the elevator wall, his hands controlling her wrists. His voice was thick with barely restrained desire. "Sasha, it's too late to back out now!"

With those words, his lips found hers again. Soon, the elevator doors slid open, and they were a tangle of arms and lips all the way to his apartment door.

pressing Sasha against the wall, their clothes shedding in a heated dance. His husky, seductive voice filled her ear. "Sasha, I'm done pretending. I want to

kiss, and the room was

Sasha was overwhelmed by Chase's relentless pursuit. Eventually, she lay there, her body limp and voice hoarse. "Chase, I need

but he smiled down

"together" turned out to

was destined to be

relented. He bathed Sasha and tucked her into bed. Sasha was exhausted from the long day

held her close, his gaze lingering on her with a growing tenderness. He kissed her lips softly, murmuring, "If only you'd always be

hours without success. It wasn't until the last attempt that a deep, raspy male voice

she stared at her phone. It was definitely Sasha's number. Why was Chase on the other end? And why did he