Vivienne woke up the following day, a whirlwind of memories from the night before rushing back.

Her breaths came in short, sharp bursts, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson.

Those passionate kisses from him, his hands causing a delightful chaos on her body...

She was certain that if they hadn't been in the cloakroom, but rather tangled in the sheets, their passion would have been unrestrained.

But then, the panic from her dreams crept in.

The desire in her eyes ...