章 58: Mortcombe

It was meant to be a little innocent touch as he carried her in his arms to the wheelchair. And it was quite a short moment too. Yet, it was enough to electrify him. Currents ran like crazy as they hit every single nerve like a pinball.

Not the mini exercise he did nor the numerous sticks he puff helped him. Thankfully, there was no one else in the room when it happened and his important bit was already well hidden as he protectively stood behind the wheelchair.

"Are we not going yet?" Her soft, mousy voice sang. Her head tried to turn to the back to take a look at him, prompting him to reactively hunch and lean in closer to her. What a bad mistake it was!

It was an instantaneous response that did not require his brain to think about it like he normally would. Except, he was hanging dangerously low next to her slender neck. A whiff of her subtle scent, one that no one else but Audrey possessed, was more than it needed to send his hormones raging.