Elora's bodyguard only called out to her but didn't dare to touch her, so she remained asleep.

Tatum gently patted her face and called her again. Within moments, she woke up.

As her eyes fluttered open, she found herself staring at Tatum's handsome face. For a brief moment, she felt disoriented-was she dreaming?

Dreaming of Tatum?

Did this mean she was attracted to him? Otherwise, why would she dream about him?

This was the first time she had ever dreamed about a man.

Elora instinctively reached out to touch Tatum's face, but as soon as she lifted her hand, she realized this wasn't a dream.

Tatum was real.

They were close enough that she could catch the faint scent of his cologne.

He had just taken a shower.

Elora quietly lowered her hand, hoping he hadn't noticed her earlier movement. The last thing she wanted was for him to misinterpret her intentions.

"Miss."

making her want

ease

just a

are you in my car?" she asked,

out of the car and waited for her to follow. "Your car stopped, but you didn't get out, so I came

drank a little. I got sleepy. Tell Sevyn

draped over her shoulders.

It was warm.

froze for a

You might catch a cold,"

at cooking-he

glanced at him, her gaze

afraid she'd return

a quiet thank you, pulled

"Big sister?"

Sevyn had arrived.

Elora out of the car with Tatum following close behind his coat draped over

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