Sensations tingled at the fingertips, his grip on her back tightened, his right hand sliding to her rounded hips, stroking her through the pale yellow dress.
His large palm didn't roam aimlessly, but instead, stayed still atop her hips.
"My stomach hurts." She thought coaxing him like this might end up costing her, so she immediately changed the topic.
"Good girl." He draped his black trench coat over her, then lifted her up in his arms.
Considering her discomfort, he let her off! For all the injuries she suffered, being kissed by another... What's the big deal? These accounts could be settled slowly, once she recovered.
...
Returning late at night, Eva Nightingale was already fast asleep.
When she awoke, the first thing she did was reach for the side of the bed, which was empty.
She rolled out of bed and heard sounds coming from the balcony.
He was on the phone.
That magnetic voice replied hoarsely, "Mm, see you at six in the afternoon."
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