Sweet Subterfuge

Larissa was angrier than ever, spitting a few times as she exclaimed. “What the hell are you saying?”

Kevan’s smile grew bigger, so much so that it reached his eyes. She still cared about him. How wonderful

Because Kevan was standing there by the door-regardless of how well-behaved he was. Larissa. Grit in to hurry up with the wipe-down,

Ivery ill at ease, getting Mrs.

The thundering outside finally stopped, and the rain began to thin slowly. But the power had not been restored yet. Other than the hospital there was no light in the nearby skyscrapers.

Kevan checked the balcony and the bathroom window, only retuming to the room once he was certain that everything was closed properly.

Larissa was still watching television-she could not do anything else other than that anyway. “Are you going to sleep soon? she asked Kevan, who cic not answer her question, He asked her instead. “What about you?”

to sleep, Larissa yawned and turned off

the bed to the head, bracing one hand

proximity made

te flat. “Do you need anything else?” He moved from the foot of e bed as he

darting about without daring to stay on

nd he was

herself to be calm when she was clearly freaking out

he was sighing

automatically freezing again when she saw his affectionate face and fathomless eyes. An inexplicable sense of fear rose up from within her, causing her to sputter.

to deceive herself by closing

his gaze was enough to drown someone-but it was a pity that Larissa did not see it. However, his words still made her blush,

listened attentively, only relaxing when she heard his footsteps