Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 911

Lizetta had barely pushed Remington into the guest room when she realized she didn't need to follow him inside.

She pulled her hand back and urged, "Go on, take a shower. I'll go check on Yoli."

As she turned around, hand reaching for the door handle, Remington's large hand suddenly appeared over her shoulder and pressed against the door, blocking her escape.

His grip was firm, the veins on the back of his hand standing out in a way that was both strong and undeniably attractive.

Lizetta's gaze flicked to his hand, and her heart skipped a beat, her back stiffening.

"Liz, what's got you all tense?"

Remington leaned in closer, his voice a low murmur in her ear, with a hint of teasing.

Truth was, Lizetta was a bit on edge.

Since they'd reunited, this was the first time she and Remington were alone in a room together.

Behind her was a large bed, and Remington's recent behavior had her mind racing with all kinds of inappropriate scenarios.

"I'm not tense? You need to shower and change out of those wet clothes before you catch a cold and start whining for me to take care of you."

Last night, Remington had spent hours kneeling under the stars, catching a chill, and he'd been running a fever this morning.

She'd completely forgotten about that when she urged him into the pool earlier.

Feeling a little guilty and concerned, Lizetta turned to push him toward the bathroom.

She wanted him to stop clinging to her so recklessly.

But in her haste, she forgot that Remington was standing so close behind her.

As she turned abruptly, her lips accidentally brushed against his neck.

The soft contact, the sweet scent.

Lizetta bit her lip, her cheeks turning a vivid shade of pink.

Remington lowered his gaze, eyes fixed on her rapidly fluttering lashes, and cut her off.

"Did you mean to do that?"

Lizetta instinctively looked up to glare at him, but it was as if Remington had been waiting for that exact moment.

As she lifted her head, her lips parted, and like a hunter who had set his sights, he leaned in and captured that cherry hue with precision.

and this time, his kiss

shut, his hands pulling her closer into

if

herself wrapping her

and his heart skipped a

whimper, her eyes suddenly opening, filled

been watching her the entire time,

because he

Lizetta found herself lost in the dark depths of his

ready to

her body both trembling and weak, her lashes

between wanting him to

been trailing along her back, dropped away. He stepped back

his chest, where she could hear the rapid, fervent thumping

beat wildly,

lip, silently trying to steady her

I won't touch

exactly what she was doing. His deep voice came from above,

release her lip, a short, soft gasp

felt the heat rise again, threatening

It was maddening.

step back, his

something she shouldn't have,

again as

up again.

Remington hadn't expected

There was a thud.

"Ow!"

"Ah!"

them cried out in

collided harshly with Remington's firm

springing to her eyes

teeth had caught his lip,

smear.

"Where did

moving it aside to check her

your lip!

his hand

saw the blood beading at the

he'd gotten the

his tongue over the blood, "Just

and a moment, they both