Devon’s heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat echoing in the sudden quiet of the hotel room. The door clicked shut, sealing them in a world of plush carpets, king-sized beds, and unbearable tension. Tonya leaned back against the door, her tall frame silhouetted by the faint city lights filtering through the blinds. A slow, predatory smile spread across her full lips. “Well,” Tonya’s voice was a low purr, sli...