Chapter 245

This wasn't the first time they hooked up since the divorce, but last time Sophia was plastered and could use the booze as an excuse.

This time, she and Brandon did the deed stone-cold sober. It kinda felt like their first time all over again.

Same sultry night, same piercing gazes locking together, leading to an unexpected frenzy that spiraled out of control before they knew it.

Sophia and Brandon had this deadly magnetic pull towards each other's bodies. Sophia wasn't sure if it was just the hormones talking.

Hurricane weather, two single souls, a hotel room - any one of these could spell disaster. Neither of them could keep their hands to themselves.

The more they lost control in the night, the more awkward it was now, especially with her still wrapped up in Brandon's arms, under the covers.

Sophia sneakily glanced at the bathrobes tossed on the couch, a messy heap of his and hers, with their underwear mixed in - obviously chucked there in the heat of the moment.

Inappropriate flashbacks filled in the blanks of her memory. Sophia silently raised her hand to shield her face, grabbing the blanket and turning her back, not ready to face it.

his throat and turned

the hotel send up some breakfast. Why don't we freshen up first?" he said, his voice deep and steady, like nothing was out

being married to the guy for two years and getting the lowdown on him, Sophia would have a tough time connecting this cool, composed dude with the guy

The whole exes jumping back

Brandon didn't say more.

urge to look back until she heard

tall, lean figure casting a steady, calm shadow on the frosted glass, a

got up, the blanket still draped

were there, and she had no clue where her other clothes ended up in the

on the robe and bent down carefully to search for her clothes but straightened up quickly when the

sash, Brandon came out of the bathroom. Sophia instinctively moved her left arm to her right shoulder, pretending to fix her hair

over her shoulder, revealing a fair, slender neck. Brandon's gaze caught the dark, red marks on her neck, his eyes

her disheveled clothes and she flashed

the marks on her neck.

design of the robe gaped open as she lifted her arm, exposing plenty of skin. The purple bruises were scattered all over,

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