His words were too much to handle for her.
Yasmine lay within the blankets, paralyzed by a soothing warmth that enveloped her entire body as if she were submerged in a warm bath.
Her gaze locked with the mural's black panther across the room, its piercing eyes mirroring the intense gaze Xavier often gave her.
The mighty beast seemed ready to leap upon her, ready to claim her vulnerable neck in a relentless conquest. The heat in her body hadn't faded, and the fiery touch of Xavier caressed her waist, almost igniting another fiery encounter.
Annoyed, Yasmine burrowed deeper into the blanket, curling up and turning her back to the changeable man. What a vexing character!
Meanwhile, at Yancey Manor's main house, a storm was brewing.
"What?!"
Logan's furious shout pierced the rain-soaked
