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

didn’t want to remember; those memories

had been

relationship was already strained back then, and that night, under the influence,

Leonel had used alcohol to coax her into intimacy

drunken

left Alexis feeling

her cheeks, adding a softness to

she was

to love his embrace,

his

won’t let you

you remember each

Alexis managed a

it all,” she

good and

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