Evander stared unblinkingly at Elena, who stood at the doorway in a flimsy nightgown. And, whether it was bad luck or a blessing, the wind blew, making the contours of her body even more defined in his eyes.
It stirred his male instincts.
But Evander was still sane enough to blink and avert his gaze. And to steady his breathing.
"Miss, please go back inside, the night air isn't good for your health!" he pleaded.
"Not good for my health, or not good for your heart?"
Evander froze at Elena's words. Daring to look, he turned his head towards the girl. His eyebrows shot up when he saw Elena tilting her head back, drinking directly from a bottle.
Evander instantly strode towards Elena and snatched the bottle from her hand.
"Give it back! Don't throw it away!" Elena shrieked, her voice ri
