Tilda flashed a defiant smile, aware of her temporary advantage.

She was injured, after all, and he couldn’t very well splash back without risking her wound.

Lyndon responded not with words but with action.

His gaze captured her lips for a moment before he leaned forward, closing the small gap between them with a tender kiss.

The contact was warm, catching Tilda off guard, causing her fingers to tighten around the edge of the tub.

What just happened?

Did he just kiss her?

That sure was a bold way to retaliate.

tease Tilda, but what had begun as an innocent attempt to tease

into an unexpected embrace fueled by a spark that seemed

romantic atmosphere became a profound moment of connection, each kiss intensifying the

mind was

bed or how

the pain of her wound, only a

A ‘s L I B R

slept until noon

she awoke, she found herself lying on her side, her body still nestled against

few times, letting out a soft

she heard his magnetic,

“Awake?”

thoughts

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