Heat

Christine woke in the middle of the night from the heat.

She'd never imagined a man's body could be so hot - like a dancing flame that threatened to ignite through her thin nightgown.

She was completely trapped in Adrian's embrace. Their height difference made it easy for him to envelop her entirely. His strong arm wrapped around her chest, his torso pressed against her back, and his gentle breaths surrounding her.

Even their legs were intertwined. Under the thin blanket, his calf was wrapped around hers. The sensation of skin against skin was so intense that Christine thought several times she must be sweating in her sleep.

It was too hot.

Christine opened her confused eyes to look at the air conditioner, the only light in the darkness. Despite the low temperature setting, his body was like a heat source burning in an arctic winter, holding her tight, sparks making her skin burn.

Why was he so hot?