It was late, and there was something undoubtedly risqué about heading out for drinks, just the two of them, especially with a guy like Carson. Under normal circumstances, Marina would have steered clear.

But deep down, she believed that Carson, despite his reputation as a ladies’ man, possessed a certain chivalry. She trusted that he wouldn’t take advantage of a woman under the influence.

In the car on the way back to Willowbrook Plaza, Sylvia and Gabriel sat in silence, eyes closed, each lost in their own thoughts.

Sylvia gazed out at the night, taking in the city lights, while Gabriel leaned back in his seat, feigning sleep.

As they neared their destination, the driver heard the man who had been quiet the whole ride suddenly speak up, “Peppermint tea for sobering up?”

The woman paused for a moment before responding softly, “Of course.”

No further words were exchanged between them.

The driver, baffled by their cryptic conversation and not daring to look back, focused on the road.

Upon arriving at Willowbrook Apartment, they exited the car together. Sylvia handed the driver a generous tip, suggesting he take a cab home.

them heading up together—he had assumed they were strangers—glanced at the

arms around the

shrugging off his coat and lifting her onto the entryway table,

breathless moment, Sylvia paused, her voice husky in the dark, “Why did you say we shouldn’t see each other anymore this afternoon? Am I

were cool and calm, “Sylvia, you should have a life of your own. We

looked down, “We needed each other before, and we still

going back

his shoulders, her eyes seductively soft, Sylvia cooed, “With time being tight, we

met her gaze, “And what if

doing just fine on my

down to

wrapping her legs around his sturdy waist, and while returning

leverage to climb onto him, her alluring eyes tracing down

complement the other,

ear, “I can’t

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