The fatigue from days of travel seemed to find its release in that moment.
Josie Quinn clearly felt the energy inside her stirring restlessly, as if it, too, yearned to be unleashed.
The stagnation from her power's bottleneck made her exceptionally agitated, and Cole's embrace, his scent, became the most direct temptation of the moment.
Her body stiffened for a fraction of a second, but then, without further hesitation, she spun around, wrapped her arms around Cole's neck, and stood on her toes to kiss him.
Like a spark to dry tinder, the kiss instantly erupted into a wildfire.
Clothes slipped off one by one amidst gasps and fumbling hands. The sudden touch of cold air on scorching skin sent a shiver through them.
The cold tiled floor was a stark contrast to their heated bodies.
Josie Quinn felt as if she were floating on a cloud—a dizzying satisfaction that came from being utterly exhausted, then filled with intense sensory stimulation.
