Chapter: 1392

He froze. That couldn't be his. He never left things like that lying around. The realization sent a chill through him, as if someone else had been here.

Careful not to touch it directly, he pinched it up with a fresh tissue. The moment it lifted, a faint fragrance drifted up, one he recognized instantly.

His pulse stumbled. It was the same scent that had clung to his skin in that feverish, sinful dream.

He dug through the couch, desperate, and the truth hit like a blow. It hadn't been a dream.

His heart pounded so hard it rattled his ribs. Thoughts tangled and collided, but one came through sharpest... he and Effie had already crossed that line. What did that mean for them now? Did it mean he had to take responsibility?