Chapter 23


She lay on her side with her back to Finnian, close to the edge of the bed but not so close that she might easily fall off. It was deliberate, almost like she was consciously maintaining that perfect balance.

Everything about her was impeccably composed, not a hair out of place, which only made Finnian's curiosity itch even more. It was like she was wrapped in layers, and he couldn't help but wonder if she was just as perfect underneath.

Finnian stood by the bed, watching Amara for a long moment before he finally lay down himself. But that itch of curiosity only grew stronger, and his body felt unusually heated.

He pushed the covers down to his waist, still feeling stifled, and loosened a couple of buttons on his shirt, contemplating whether to turn down the air conditioning.

open. Though he'd never been in such

swift motion, he threw the covers off and sat up, startling Amara

to

of her eyes. Her gaze was dewy, her voice

she held onto her composure without a word, without even a twitch. She was so "put-together",

but chuckle. In the dim light, his pale skin took on a slight flush, his sharp features softened by the moisture in his

at the top, revealing a hint of his collarbone and

She was so thirsty, desperate for a drink of water. And she was hot, burning up, wanting to shed her

flickered

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