Shattered Vows: Call Me Auntie Now novel Chapter 266

A strong, solid arm hooked around her waist, locking her securely against a hard chest.

"Careful."

Through the howling violence of the storm, Raymond's deep, steady voice instantly anchored her.

Holding her tight with one arm, he used the other to violently yank the car door shut against the wind.

In weather this extreme, an umbrella was totally useless, which meant he had sprinted directly into the hurricane just to reach her.

He twisted his body, using his broad back as a complete shield, taking the absolute brunt of the punishing rain to protect her.

The freezing drops had been stinging her skin like needles, but wrapped against his solid frame, the brutal chill instantly faded.

His thick, dark hair was completely soaked, plastered messily across his forehead, making him look wild and drenched.

But the way he had charged through a hurricane without a second thought just to keep her safe hit her heart like a bullet.

And his eyes—in the pitch-black storm, they burned like twin obsidian stones. The absolute, unwavering intensity of his gaze made her breath catch in her throat.

"Hold on to me. Let's get inside!"

Terrified the wind might actually throw her, he practically carried her the rest of the way into the house.

Once they reached the foyer, the two completely drenched figures stood under the lights, staring at each other.

Quinn was wearing a white button-down shirt. Normally, it was perfectly professional, but totally saturated with water, the fabric was now completely translucent. The sheer silk clung tightly to her skin, openly displaying the color of her lingerie and the stunning curves of her chest.

Raymond's Adam's apple bobbed heavily. He instantly averted his eyes, looking away.

When he spoke, his voice was terrifyingly hoarse.

"There's hot tea in the kitchen. Drink a cup, then go shower and change."

Without another word, he quickly turned and strode up the stairs.

Watching his hurried retreat and remembering the dark heat in his eyes right before he looked away, Quinn suddenly realized what was wrong. She looked down at herself.

She wasn't wearing a shirt anymore. She was basically wearing a wet t-shirt contest outfit!

Mortified, she threw her arms over her chest, her face burning so hot she felt like she might combust.

Upstairs, Raymond practically tore into the bathroom. He cranked the shower to freezing cold, letting the icy water blast over his body, though it did absolutely nothing to kill the searing heat burning in his veins.

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