Perplexed, Lance drank the champagne in one breath, left his empty glass on a table, and quickly followed her on the terrace. Annalise was standing there, looking at the ocean. She was the most heavenly vision... Lance came near her and pulled her towards him until her back went against his chest. Annalise was trembling, and he kept her in that embrace.
“Angel, are you alright? Did I say something wrong?”
When she finally spoke, her voice was so shaky, and Lance held her even more.
“No… You said everything I needed to hear…”
“Good…” he whispered into her ear. “Then why did you run away from me?”
“Because I felt… I suddenly felt overwhelmed, and I couldn’t breathe.”
Annalise wriggled out of his arms and took a few steps away. Then she turned to face him, but somehow, she kept her head
