Her soft body pressed against him, their breaths mingling, her cheek almost brushing the skin on his neck.
Van was caught off guard by her question, his breath and heartbeat both disordered. In the stillness, he released her and stepped back. His abruptness caused him to lose the usual calm and ease he carried.
"Sorry," he murmured, no matter what kind of woman she was, an apology was still needed.
"No need!" Winnie quickly responded, her gaze dropping elsewhere. "I was the one who seduced you first..."
"...."
"...."
Both space and time seemed to freeze in silence. She had said something inappropriate again. But she had her own way of handling it. Though it was awkward and painful, she remained proud and defiant, refusing to look at him. Because of that, she didn't see Van raise his
