Chapter 473

Willow's entire body felt weak and feverish, her mind swimming in a dizzy haze. Only the firm grip of Aiden's hands kept her steady on her feet. After a long, breathless kiss, Aiden's chest heaved with ragged breaths, as if he could no longer restrain himself. He turned her around, cradling the back of her head before claiming her lips again. Her legs trembled, barely able to support her, forcing her to lean back against the edge of the table. Her hands clutched at Aiden's shoulders for balance. But then— A rich, savory aroma of sauce tickled her nose. Oh no. Her muddled thoughts snapped back into focus. With a sudden jolt, she shoved Aiden away. Turning her head, she nearly groaned in despair. Damn it! How could she have forgotten she was in the middle of marinating meat? Now, streaks of sauce smeared her pants and shirt—even Aiden's clothes weren't spared. She must have smudged it onto him when she clung to him moments ago. Her face burned crimson, the lingering heat of passion still