She has her own plans and won't change because of him. Her feelings for him are just a short-term indulgence, not something that will last forever.
"Stay with me tonight. I want you to keep me company."
Mark Reed, fearing her refusal, added, "You can sleep in the guest room. My arm is injured, I can't do anything to you anyway."
Valentine Teller remained silent, deep in thought. As he said, even if he wanted to take advantage of her, he probably wasn't capable.
With a slight nod, she agreed, "Okay."
Her simple "okay" delighted Mark Reed inwardly, but he kept a straight face, not showing any emotion, while holding her a bit tighter.
Her soft body leaned against his chest, her head resting on his shoulder, enjoying the comforting embrace.
He carried a faint pleasant fragrance that she found endlessly enticing.
Valentine raised her eyes and saw his face just inches away.
