Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Remington's momentary stiffness didn't escape Lizetta's notice.

Lizetta chuckled lightly, "Let go, will you?"

But Remington held Lizetta tighter, nuzzling his face against her neck, his voice husky and plaintive.

"No! It's your scent, Liz. I can't be mistaken. You can't fool me."

If it weren't for the sight of the man's short, neatly trimmed hair, Lizetta might have mistaken him for someone else, perhaps a Joseph, not Remington.

She was infuriated yet somewhat helpless, disdainfully turning her head away.

"Mr. Taylor, you've been caught. Can you stop the bad acting already?"

He was clearly lucid, pretending to be the big bad wolf.

Remington, with his eyes closed, shook his head while hugging her, his head slowly sliding down to her chest.

"Liz, you're so fierce..."

His actions and words were like those of a child throwing a tantrum.

Lizetta had never seen him like this. For a moment, she was taken aback, forgetting to resist, her heart filling with a bittersweet sensation.

But he was indeed very hot, feeling to Lizetta like a burning coal against her.

"Did you even take any fever medicine?" she frowned.

within her embrace, his face flushed as

to speak. Just holding her like

knows how many nights over these past two months

fall asleep, only to wake up from a dream

had sneaked into her room, watching

her tight, to meld into her being, but he was afraid of waking

to stroke her

and turned

shamelessness allowed him to hold her a

to you!" Lizetta

her embrace, murmuring, "Liz, brother feels bad, I just need to sleep

with a rough beard, prickly as

her, the stubble grazed her sensitive skin, stirring a mix of

yet intimate ambiance easily evoked memories

flushed with embarrassment and annoyance,

go of me

her threats seriously, slightly pulling away

Be careful,

lose my senses from this fever, become legally

then I'll have

for

life!"

handsome face was flushed, his lips pale yet dry, making