Tilly Flower only felt a lightness envelop her as she was lifted from the bench into his arms, with the man sitting on it and wrapping her in his embrace.
His body temperature was higher than hers. Tilly's face gently rubbed against his chest in his embrace, greedily drawing in the warmth from his body.
Sophia Phoenix slightly lowered his head to gaze at the little woman leaning obediently against him, appearing exceptionally docile. Her body was frail, nearly devoid of warmth after being exposed to the cold wind.
He took off his suit jacket and draped it over her, then lowered his head to tenderly kiss her slightly cool cheeks.
Such a gentle force, as if being pampered with the strength of the whole world.
A sigh escaped her throat; she reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, parting her lips and sliding her tongue into his mouth.
*
Trenton Smith was moved to a regular ward at eight o'clock the next morning.
He had awakened and requested something to eat.
