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.

responded quickly, her

remember; those memories were

night had

that night, under the influence,

the next month, Leonel had used alcohol to coax

could such moments of drunken s@x

thought left Alexis

flush of embarrassment colored her cheeks, adding a softness

she was strong

with him, how she seemed to love his embrace,

his

you forget,”

make you

moment, Alexis managed a

rather forget it

good and

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