I was barely out of the dining room before I was slamming into something else— no, someone else.
We both grunted in unison, my ribs squeezing down on my lungs.
The world around me pitched in a whirl of colours that left me dizzy and ready to vomit up the nothing in my stomach. I scrunched my eyes closed, waiting for the next wave of pain. Maybe a quick knock to the head would muffle the excruciating spots of screeching heat that speckled across my skin. I could only hope that would be the case.
But the pain never came and the spinning came to a warm, grinding halt.
A breath passed. Then two.
And still, nothing moved.
Finally daring to crack open an eye, I found myself level with the collar of a crisp white shirt. The deeply tan skin beyond might have been a mouth-watering backd
