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.

to tease Tilda, but what had begun as an innocent

kiss deepened, pulling them into an unexpected embrace fueled by a spark that seemed to ignite

playful banter due to the romantic atmosphere became a profound moment

was in

recall how she got from the bathroom to the bed or how she had been

wound, only a profound exhaustion

N G E L A ‘s L I B

until noon the

herself lying on her side, her body still nestled against Lyndon’s warm

blinked a few times,

heard his magnetic, amused voice in

“Awake?”

muddled thoughts

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