Stunned by the long-lost embrace, Zoey didn't push him away immediately.
With the curtains drawn, the room was dim and silent, like a hidden and secure space cut off from the world.
Being held by Francis blurred time and space for Zoey.
It was as if she had traveled back five years, back to when she was a fresh college student, able to lose herself in the warm, strong arms of her first love, dreaming of their idyllic future together... There were no breakups, no deals, or no seductions...
Unconsciously, their breathing and heartbeats synchronized.
Francis kissed Zoey's shoulder, then all the way up to her neck and her earlobe. His breathing grew heavier, and his gaze was filled with longing. Soon, he cupped Zoey's face with both hands and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
But Zoey r
