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 voice tinged with

remember; those memories were too

night had

already strained back then, and that night, under the influence, she

the next month, Leonel had used alcohol to coax her into intimacy

of drunken s@x truly salvage

thought left

memories resurfaced, a flush of embarrassment colored her cheeks, adding a softness to her

work, she was strong

she was with him, how she seemed to love his embrace, calling out his name softly, like

his

you

you

a moment, Alexis managed a weak

forget it all,” she

good and

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