Chapter 16

Vren has considered himself thrown out of her apartment. He was having the surge of regret for jumping at her like an impulsive teenage kid. He’s lucky she didn’t resort to slapping him across the face. Audrey has repulsed his advances with a slight push on his chest. Or has he misread it? He definitely did. If he has not, Audrey wouldn’t be on his lap, pinning him on the sofa.

His hands were on her waist and he stare at them, as if confused how they got there so quickly. Then very slowly, deliberately, he cupped her face in his either hands. Audrey’s eyes broadened as he fused their mouths to a searing kiss.

Her fingers dug into his hair. They shifted to his bow tie, undoing it. Her blonde hair pooled around her shoulders and the sight of them brings back tons of drunken memories. She smells divine. He’s losing himself in her. His restraint was flaking off.

Audrey arched into him when his hands started a trek upward. A nagging thought tickled the back of