They were almost strangers now.

Still, Leonel didn’t set her down.

He carried her back to the main bedroom, pausing in the long hallway to press her gently against the warm, brick-red wall.

Mindful of her dislike for the cold, his hand supported her back tenderly.

He lowered his head, his lips brushing the base of her ear.

“Do you remember your birthday two years ago? The one where you got drunk and we ended up doing it right here?” he whispered hoarsely.

“I still remember how that felt.

Do you, Alexis?”

“I forgot.

quickly, her

remember; those memories were too

had been

strained back then, and that night, under the influence, she had succumbed to

next month, Leonel had used alcohol to coax her

drunken s@x truly salvage a failing

thought left Alexis feeling

colored her

she was strong

seemed to love his embrace, calling out his

his gaze on

won’t let you

make you remember

a moment, Alexis

it all,”

and the

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