Noah was drunk, but he wasn’t wasted.

Lowering his head, he looked at Gianna, who was in his arms.

It was the middle of the night and she was dressed in a provocative silk sleeping gown. It reached her ankles, covering her lack of a foot entirely. The fact was, she looked as alluring as before, but he was no longer turned on by her.

Prying off her arms, he said, “I promised Gwynn that I’d never sleep with anyone else.”

His words hurt her. “You used to say that you want to make it up to me.