A beautiful dream...

The soft and warm touch of breathing and a strong embrace do indeed make a strong barrier not to feel cold. Leona nuzzles, on the broad and warm chest, almost trying to get into the bathrobe, Vasquez is wearing. It's warm and worth to feel it.

However, her eyelids shake, snuggles before fighting her head to move, because someone is licking her hand that she is hugging something else.

Annoyed, her eyelids part away lazily, inhaling sharply and deeply, she opens her eyes fully.

But her breath stops, and an instant shiver runs through her spine when her eyes see nothing but a chest, a broad chest, the bathrobe revealing most of the chest.

A terror washes over her face. Thinking, how she ended up in a man's strong embrace.

However, when the hands around her pull her more closely, patting her head and leaving a PECk on her head.

She froze.

Did that man just kiss her? He literally kissed her???

Internal screaming seems to echo in her mind, leaving her in a daze. She slowly tries to ra