Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“Let’s enjoy the fireworks here,” the man suggested. “Sure!” Josephine didn’t want to leave either. Josephine gazed at the fireworks, so entranced by them that she didn’t even blink. She failed to notice that the man next to her was scooting closer.

By the time Josephine finally sensed it, she turned to see the handsome face inches away from hers. Ethan’s arm had also extended around her shoulders without her realizing it. They were so close that they could feel each other’s breaths.

Josephine’s heart skipped a beat. What’s going on? she thought. Her mind went slightly blank. She knew it was extremely suggestive, but she was so absorbed in the moment that she didn’t want to push him away.

Also, as the fireworks were reflected in the man’s eyes, it was as soul-stirring as the galaxy. She was deeply enchanted as if she were under a spell.

Ethan edged closer, meaning to test her response. He soon found that Josephine wasn’t moving away; he felt as if she was encouraging and welcoming him instead.

against Josephine’s. It was so soft that he felt like his entire body had gotten an electric shock.

and her mind turned completely blank. Hm? I don’t hate it, she realized. I never thought

physical contact. with people of the opposite gender. However, strangely

slight force, he pushed her against him so that the kiss was no longer just a graze. The

out a small moan as she ignored the danger signals in her brain. She realized that she liked the kiss. It was refreshing and something she had never

Josephine, she reached out and pushed him away. She looked away and panted slightly. Ethan curved his thin lips subtly, his eyes colored with unfulfilled desire. “Ahem! Josephine held her fist to her mouth. and coughed on purpose to relieve the awkwardness. “Um…

have to go back

still young.” Josephine was speechless. Couldn’t this man see that she was

good at kissing strangers? Does he bring pretty girls to his private boat often, then seduce them with his charm? As soon as the thought occurred to her,

not, the man might think she was an easy woman. “Mr. Quarles,