The following days seemed to drag on for Gabriela. Every step she took in Lucas's house was laden with the memory of that kiss, of that urgent, hot touch that burned her from the inside. She tried to act naturally, but inside, a fire would not go out.

Adrian also seemed different. More relaxed, more provocative, and yet controlled. Every time their eyes met, a silent game of flirting began, a tension almost palpable in the air, as if any word could be the spark that would detonate ...