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.

her

to remember; those memories

night had been

was already strained back then, and that

used alcohol

of drunken s@x

left

resurfaced, a flush of embarrassment colored her cheeks, adding a

was

about how tender she was with him, how she seemed to love his embrace, calling

his gaze on

let you

make you remember each

a moment, Alexis managed

forget it

and the

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