|Carmella|
Theodore put some distance between us before suddenly stripping off his clothes. The abruptness of it startled me, but when he guided my head through the neckline of his shirt, I understood his intention. I allowed him to slip the shirt over me, the fabric instantly warming my chilled skin. The cold that had seeped into me began to fade, especially when he pulled me close again, pressing me against the heat of his body. Yet, even as his warmth enveloped me, I couldn’t help but worry about him—my skin was freezing against his, and I feared it might be uncomfortable for him.
"It seems your wife is trying to freeze herself to death," Killian’s voice cut through the moment, mocking and sharp. "What did you do to her, brother?"
I shot him a fierce glare, immediately turning my att
