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.

time, his kiss was bold and without

eyes fluttered shut, his hands pulling her closer into his embrace,

searing hot, and Lizetta felt as if she might

point, she found herself wrapping her arms around his

response and his heart skipped

suddenly opening, filled

had been watching her the entire time, or

because he

herself lost in the dark depths of his

ready to swallow

panic grew, her body both trembling and

torn between wanting him to continue and fearing what

hand, which had been trailing along her back, dropped away.

could hear the rapid, fervent thumping

beat wildly,

lip, silently trying to steady her

I won't

was like he knew exactly what she was doing. His deep

her lip, a short, soft gasp

the heat rise again, threatening

It was maddening.

a subtle step back, his

glanced down and saw something she

again as

up again.

clearly, Remington hadn't expected her sudden

There was a thud.

"Ow!"

"Ah!"

of them cried out in pain at the same

collided harshly

held her head, tears springing to her eyes

better off; his teeth had caught his lip, leaving

smear.

did

gently took Lizetta's small hand, moving it aside

your lip!

batted his hand away,

the corner of

gotten the worse end of

over the blood, "Just a

his eyes, and a moment, they