With the outer layer of her sleepwear opened, cold settled in.

As bewitching was the aura Felipe oozed, Madeline’s mind was very clear.

She grabbed Felipe’s hovering palm and curtly rejected. “I’m sorry, Felipe, but I don’t think I’m ready yet.”

Madeline fled decisively from Felipe’s arms.

Madeline found it much easier to breathe now that distance had been restored between them.

Reining his displeasure in, Felipe got up and apologized. “I’m sorry, Eveline. I’ve overstepped.”

Madeline