Almost losing her balance, he reached out to grab her arm. She looked up at him under the dim light, towards–
His unparalleled beauty, thin lips pressed together, chiseled features, deep eyes; inexplicably, there was an urge to kiss him.
Kiss him? Jaylene's brain jolted, and she quickly shook her head.
What was going on with her? Why would she have such a thought? Joseph Thompson was Aurora Richardson's fiance!
Jaylene, you're utterly shameless.
Damn that high-alcohol Vodka, she must be slightly drunk too, as she grumbled about it in her heart.
"Are you getting a cold again?" Joseph looked at her suddenly flushed cheeks and couldn't help but touch her forehead.
He hadn't forgotten how she got sick with a fever last week, which had really scared him.
Jaylene's forehead was indeed somewhat hot, but not scalding; was this a low-grade fever or her natural body temperature?
Before Joseph could figure it out, Jaylene had already raised her hand to pull his away.
