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.

his face flushed as he inhaled her scent, his heart

want to speak. Just holding

these past two months he'd

times he'd managed to fall asleep, only to wake up from

ago, he had sneaked into her room, watching over her

into her being, but he

to stroke her hair, to massage her when she

recognized him and

current shamelessness allowed him to hold her a bit longer, he didn't mind

you!" Lizetta pushed

brother feels bad, I

rough beard, prickly

stubble grazed her sensitive skin, stirring a mix of heat and breath, sparking

ambiance easily evoked memories of their

and annoyance, forcefully patting his back, exasperatedly

go of me now, I'll

her threats seriously, slightly pulling

Be careful, or

from

I'll

for

life!"

handsome face was flushed, his lips pale yet dry,