A series of actions caught Sinai completely off guard.
By the time she realized it, she was already held tightly in Norton's arms.
That cool aura from his body enveloped her, yet his body was burning hot with fever.
Sinai's body was rigid, straightening inch by inch.
Her usually calm brain was sounding alarms.
After a couple of beeps, it completely tripped.
Her mind declared a shutdown, unable to think at all.
They were locked in this stalemate for a full five minutes before Sinai gradually came to her senses.
She was still being held down like this.
Norton's eyes were closed, his brows furrowed, showing no sign of waking up.
Sinai tentatively pushed against his chest with all her strength, but couldn't budge him at all.
The man's body was hard as iron, immovable like a mountain.
Even last year, when she hadn't recovered her body, she hadn't been this close to him.
