Audrey
“That was a nasty spill.”
I looked up, my heart pounding in my chest, to find myself cradled in Edwin’s strong arms. His stormy gray eyes met mine, and I felt my face flush hot with embarrassment—both from my clumsy fall and the sensation of his hard chest pressed against my side.
“You’re okay though, right?” he asked, his brow furrowed with concern.
I nodded, suddenly very aware of how close we were. “Y-yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for catching me.”
Edwin carefully set me down. His hands lingered on my waist for a moment to make sure I was steady, his warm fingers feeling like hot flames through the thin fabric of my sweater. I swallowed, looking away nervously. “How did you…?”
He shrugged and smoothed down the front of his shirt as he straightened. “I heard a com
