“We should go inside, Irene. You’re probably freezing.”
Freezing? Yes. She should be freezing but the world could crumble around her and she wouldn’t notice. She was too preoccupied with everything that was happening and everything she wanted to say, to take notice of trivial things like hypothermia.
“Yeah. Right. Sure.” She applauded herself for being a brilliant conversationalist. She wouldn’t have been surprised if Brenden invited her inside out of pity.
‘Dear God, please don’t let him be inviting me inside out of pity…’
But he smiled and put his arm on her back, guiding her up the steps. She rubbed her arms to create warmth while he unlocked the door, and then she was ushered into his house. The draft that was created as Brenden followed her inside caused a shiver to run down her s
