Chapter 20

Faith’s POV

“W-what did you do to me last night?” I asked while holding tightly to the blanket I picked up to cover myself.

Martin just grinned. He looked at me as if I had done something outrageous the other night. “You don’t remember?” His grin still hadn’t faded.

“W-what?”

Actually, I remember something. But it’s vague. Vague.

He came to me. Sat next to me. I swallowed hard three times. Why is it so hot this early in the morning when the air conditioner is strong? Why did I have to notice that he wasn’t wearing a top? The biceps. The abs. He looked like a full-course meal.

“You’re wild when you drink,” he touched my chin, then looked up slightly. Our eyes met.

“What happened?” I asked in a low voice. His eyes on me were so intense.

“Secret.” He lay down next to me.

“Wait… aren’t you going