Driving to the Whitmores'

Back in her sanctuary, Aurora was a flurry of emotions and hot showers. She glared at her own flushed face in the mirror and gave herself a pep talk – a literal slap of reality – muttering, "Get it together, Aurora. You're acting crazy!"

The shock was real – she kissed Heath! Was she sleepwalking or what?

She'd never let Heath get away with a kiss before without putting up a fight. What was different now? It dawned on her – he had guilt-tripped her! Her overflowing sympathy had left her defenses down. Yeah, that had to be the reason.

In the midst of documents and serious business, Heath was in his room trying to focus but failing miserably. That kiss had left a sweet aftertaste that he couldn't shake off. Aurora was his weakness, and thinking about her just made him lose track of time and sense.

He remembered the way she looked earlier, innocently standing on her tiptoes, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wide, fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. It was a snapshot he couldn't eras