The girl's voice, sweet and delicate, echoed in his ears.
Ian Quincy instantly broke out in goosebumps.
His throat went dry, and a flush of heat spread through his body.
He stood up and pushed the window open, feeling a little better only when the cold outside air blew over him.
Cecilia Adler shivered from the cold and took two steps back. "Ian, it's freezing."
The next second, Ian Quincy closed the window. A faint smile touched his lips, her reflection captured in his handsome eyes. "I'm getting ready to head back." 'If I give in for a second and get too close, her wicked stepsister will catch us. It would only confirm the rumors that she can't live without a man, and that would damage her reputation.'
"I'll walk you out."
"Just focus on getting better." Ian Quincy put on his jacket, grabbed the book, and walked out of the bedroom, heading straight out of the house.
