"You're such a temptation. You make me want you more than anything."
If they weren't in a hospital and if she hadn't just recovered from a fever, he would have taken her right then and there.
He always believed he had great self-control, but—when it came to Elena—he had none.
She was like an addiction he could never quit.
Elena didn't doubt his words.
She had already experienced firsthand how intense this man could be.
His words made her both shy and touched.
Seeing how hard he was holding back, Elena suddenly smiled. She reached out, pinching his chin playfully, her eyes filled with mischief.
"I'm not scared," she teased.
Then, surprising even herself, she hooked her arms around his neck and leaned in.
She had never taken the initiative before.
But right now, she simply felt bad for making him endure so much.