"How did it go? Did you find the rescue—"Her words hung in the air, unfinished.It was not Caleb who stood before her. It was Trevon.Madeline's relief shattered into confusion.Why on earth was Trevon there? Was she so chilled to the bone that she was seeing things?Then, as the guy with the trademark long strides walked into the shelter, and that rugged, frosty face came into view, Madeline knew she was not hallucinating.It was actually him.Her lips tightened, and she barely managed to part them to speak when suddenly, Trevon pulled her into a fierce hug.He held her so close.Madeline could feel the steady thump of his heart against her, a lone beacon of warmth in the icy rain of the night.Her hand, hanging limply at her side, twitched, but she did not hug him back.After what felt like an eternity, she let out a soft sigh. "Why are you here?"Trevon finally released her, his voice tinged with a chill. "Didn't you see the weather report? What were you thinking, headi
"What the hell?"Madeline tried to peer out at the jacket but Trevon yanked her back.The window zipped shut in an instant."You!"Trevon met her glare with a cool shrug. "That jacket's fabric is too delicate, and it's toast if it gets wet. It'd be useless to keep it.""You can't just toss it! It's Caleb's, not yours to throw away.""I'll just buy him a new one. No big deal."Madeline was so mad she could bite him. It was not about the money! Did Trevon even get the concept of common courtesy?With an annoyed click of his tongue, Trevon whipped out his phone, found Caleb's contact, and sent him two hundred thousand dollars.Caleb texted back. [?]Trevon replied, [Your jacket. Consider it bought.]Caleb and Madeline sighed internally.The drive back from Jasperia took over an hour. Madeline was on her feet all day, plus the stress of the mountain had worn her out. It was not long before she dozed off against the seat.Trevon slipped off his own jacket, draped it over her, c
Why was Madeline treating him like he was contagious or something?!Trevon did not even register the sting on his cheek. He was annoyed at her scooting away like that.He closed the distance again, pinning her beneath him. "You're the one who got close. Why are you trying to escape?"Madeline's eyes went wide again. "No way!"How could she have been the one to make a move?However, thinking back to the dream she had before waking up, she was not so sure.She had seen his face in her dream, the kind of face that could totally mesmerize anyone.She might not dare to do it in real life, but in a dream? Who knew what she would do?Oh, no! Did she actually make the first move?Madeline bit back her frustration. "I was half asleep, so it doesn't count. Now, get off!"With that, she tried to shove him away with her legs.However, Trevon caught her movements and pulled himself even closer.Their position was awkward and suggestive.Madeline's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red:
When Madeline woke up the next day, the sky was still a gloomy gray.She lingered in bed for a moment, feeling the chill in the air as she threw off her blanket. Autumn rains always brought a fresh cold air.Redenbaugh City was deep into fall, with winter nipping at its heels.She put on an extra layer and stepped out of her room.In the living room, Trevon was engrossed in some paperwork.Madeline did not immediately catch what he was reading until he lifted the papers."Is this what you were busy with yesterday?"She snapped to attention and quickly went to grab the documents from him. "Who said you could go through my stuff?"Trevon did not stop her. He had already seen what he needed to."Is this about your brother?" he asked, looking at the contents.Madeline's face was tinged with sadness as she gave a small nod.Trevon's heart sank a little. "You never told me you had a brother."Madeline's eyes dropped. What was the point in bringing it up?She made trips to Jasper
Trevon squinted. Something about the style seemed oddly familiar.Madeline caught his look and quickly snapped the laptop shut."Let's head out."Trevon raised an eyebrow but did not press for details, simply following her out the door.When they got to the office, Trevon pulled Danielaside and got straight to the point about the photo. "I don't care how they do it, but they need to reconstruct that face, and fast."Daniel nodded. "Got it."He was about to reach out to Asher himself when he caught Aurora and her crew huddled up, buzzing with excitement over something."Hey, isn't it work time? What's with the huddle?"The group jumped, guiltily stashing their phones away.Aurora flashed a sheepish grin at Daniel. "Oops! Sorry, Mr. Harris. We're on it. Back to work!"They tried to scatter, but Daniel wasn't having it. "Hold up. Let's see those phones."With reluctant glances, they handed over their phones.Daniel's eyes landed on the image they were ogling at. It was the che
Madeline might have been fuming on the inside, but she knew that the Skylandia team had to go with what was best for the project.Sure, it felt a bit like a betrayal, but technically, the contract did not say her work was best suited for the video production.[So, who's the artist behind this scene? I'm dying to see it.]Aaron could not show her the artwork, but he did not hide who was behind it.[It's Lydia.]Madeline had a hunch it was her.Lydia's speed was unreal. She had only been back a few days and had already whipped up a scene sketch that was top-notch.The girl had talent, no doubt.She thought Lydia was supposed to be slowed down by her early pregnancy.Aaron clarified, [It's just a draft, but the team took one look and thought it was pretty awesome.][Got it. I'll catch up later.]Madeline's scene sketch needed more work, but with a few more hours, her draft would be done.Aaron saw her cool response and let out a silent sigh of relief.[Thank you, Miss Mora.]
Daniel continued, "I've got the team working on the models and crunching numbers already. Plus, I've reached out to a forensic anthropologist from overseas. She's really into studying how bones grow and change, and I bet she'll be a huge help."Trevon and Madeline had not seen that coming.That was the magic touch of an ace assistant.Madeline silently cheered him on. "Thanks a bunch."Trevon shot her a look, rapped on the desk, and told Daniel, "That old photo's in rough shape. Get Rhys to work his magic on it, will you?"Trevon turned to Madeline and added, "Once it's fixed up, it'll be way clearer for the modeling work."Madeline just nodded.She understood. No explanation needed.Trevon, a bit on edge, nudged Daniel to get moving. "Get on it, then."Daniel thought to himself, 'Is Mr. Gibson over me? Why the sudden cold shoulder?'He quietly left the room, leaving behind just Madeline and Trevon.Remembering how Trevon had just helped her out big time, Madeline did not wa
Trevon was behind the wheel this time, following Madeline's directions to the bustling food district of Redenbaugh University.As soon as Madeline signaled to park, Trevon's expression soured.Madeline raised an eyebrow, "Mr. Gibson, I thought you were watching me. Get out of the car, come on."Trevon stayed put, his voice low and firm, "What kind of diet food would they even have here? Trust me, let's head to the Luxuria Supper House. The chef there will whip up something special just for you."Madeline just laughed and stepped out of the car without waiting for a response.She stood by the car, grinning at Trevon.With a frustrated smack on the steering wheel, Trevon finally got out, his face a mask of annoyance.Seeing the eatery Madeline had picked, Trevon's mouth twitched in irritation. "You think you can lose weight eating this?"Madeline placed her order, the subtle aroma in the air making her stomach growl.She shrugged it off. "Got to fuel up if I'm going to shed any