KEIRA’S POVThe warmth between us deepened, wrapping around my body like fire trapped under my skin. For a heartbeat, the world stopped—just me, him, and the echo of a kiss we never should’ve shared.Then—“Master Drake!” a voice shouted from outside.We sprang apart, both breathless, both startled by how close we’d been. Drake rose so quickly he nearly stumbled over the bench.“We’re here!” he called back, voice rougher than usual.I followed him out, my pulse still racing in my throat. A group of staff hurried toward us, carrying umbrellas and towels, their shoes splashing against the puddles.“Oh dear, you’re both drenched!” one of them exclaimed, rushing to wrap a towel around my shoulders. Another led a white horse forward, its mane slick with rain.“For now, please use this, sir. The vehicles are all occupied,” the man said, bowing slightly.Drake didn’t answer. He simply grabbed the reins and swung himself onto the horse, then extended his hand toward me.I froze, cheeks heatin
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