Sarah 'remembers' him

Sarah stood where she was, frozen. She'd never been in a situation like this, alone in a house with a naked stranger. She had no idea on what to do. She was completely out of her element. But she couldn't wait any longer; the stranger was looking at her with an arched brow, clearly waiting for her to do something.

So she opened her mouth...and closed it as an explosion went off in her mind, memories appearing were before there wasn't. She closed her eyes and when she opened them the man in front of her wasn't a stranger anymore. He was someone she knew very well.

His name was Evan Byers and he was one of Tasha favorites clients. He was one of the city best realtors, which meant he was pretty rich, and had a body sculpted like a Greek god. And last but not least he was good in bed, really good.

She was of the idea that the fool liked her. Otherwise why would he visit her so often? Someone like him could enter into a bar and pick up a random girl with a few lines, he didn't need to pay to have sex.

Yet Tasha surely wouldn't complain, he paid good and fucked even better. In her view, he was the perfect man. Oh, and they fucked so much he was probably the father of her future child. Him or-

Sarah's interrupted her train of thoughts before she got other memories. Right now he didn't care about all the men Tasha had been with in the last period. That was a potato she'd have to peel after escaping her current predicament.

Which brought her to the starting point-what to do? Evan was looking at her with an arched brow, waiting for her to do something. But what? She had no idea!

Then again, she wasn't Sarah. She was Tasha. And Tasha knew what to do.