That night. Kael and Ann slept in the guest bedroom.
I lay in the master bedroom, counting down my mission–only one final plot point remained.
Once I got through it, my task would be complete.
I let my thoughts drift as I slowly drifted off to sleep.
But in my dreams, I felt something wrap around me.
It was like vines, coiling around my wrists and waist.
A cold, trembling breath brushed my neck.
I frowned and shrank back under the covers.
Then my face was tilted upward.
Those “vines” traced my features gently, from my brow bone to the tip of my nose, then my cheeks.
They finally rested on my lips and stayed there.
My lips were being traced like that, and it was getting hard to bear. I parted them a little…
In the next second, my tongue was caught.
Scorching breath crashed down on me, lips pried open skillfully, claiming me completely.
Every inch of Kael’s blood was boiling.
A sharp pain stung his dry eyes, but this time it came with a shuddering joy.
Scarlett…
His Scarlett was alive.
The realization nearly brought him to tears of blood.
Chapt
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
