…..“You’re right. Nothing can come of this.” Her voice sounded flat and empty. She lowered her gaze, her eyes scanning and filing away the image of his toasty skin stretched tightly across his chest.

…..“I never said that Andi,” he backed away. “But while you’re a guest here, I can only treat you as such. When your vacation is over, you’ll be gone. Just like before.”

…..Why did it feel like her heart was breaking? Her throat had tightened, and the pain in her chest was almost unbearable. She gave him a sad smile, and took a step backward, pulling her hands away from his warm body.

…..“Thank you for explaining things.” Her voice was steady. She thrilled at that one small proof of her self-control.

…..“Good night Andria.”