Karina moved towards him, the fruit platter in hand.
âDidnât like the taste of water, huh? Fruits are both tasty and healthy.
â
Barlow quirked an eyebrow.
âYou prepared this? Well, arenât you a gem.
â
Karina shot him a look, catching a whiff of something as he passed.
She grabbed his arm, inquiring, âHold on, did I smell smoke on you?â
Barlow paused, marveling at her keen senses.
âReally? I didnât notice.
â
âSeriously, Barlow! What were you up to in there? Were you smoking?â
Karinaâs eyes widened with surprise.
.
.
jo, youâre mistaken,â Barlow deflected, a cough escaping his Lips.
No, you definitely smoked.
â
Placing the platter on the table, Karina began patting him down.
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âBarlow, how could you? Arenât you aware youâre injured? Donât you care about your health? How could you dare smoke? Hand over the cigarettes!â
Her hands explored his form.
Barlowâs pulse quickened as her touch wandered over him.
As Karinaâs hand grazed his trouser pocket, a thrill of anticipation surged through him.
Seizing Karinaâs hands, he pinned them behind her.
âChameleon, just what are you doing? Are you trying to ruffle my feathers on purpose?â
His voice was husky, Laden with allure.
Their proximity was intimate, his warm breath teasing her senses, leaving Karina in a state of mild distress.
âNo, thatâs not it.
Release me!â
Her gorgeous face was flush with a blend of indignation and discomfort.