This line is the first crack in Elias’s icy façade, hinting that he’s aware of Lila’s presence and, perhaps, of the attraction simmering beneath the surface.
The chapter opens with a masterclass in sensory overload. It’s 5:00 AM. The fog is thick as cotton. Lila, unable to sleep, goes to check on the sailboat, only to find Cal already waist-deep in the icy water, bare-chested, repairing a submerged piling. Sinful Summer- A Tale of Forbidden Love -Ch. 2....