Chapter 138

Hotel room. Madeleine groggily woke up, her body instinctively inching closer to the warmth beside her. That warmth... Wait a second. She froze, wide awake in an instant. As she looked up, her forehead bumped smack into Beckett's chin. "Mm…" He let out a soft grunt, his jaw turning red from the sudden hit. Startled, Madeleine immediately cupped his face in a panic. "Be-Beckett, I'm— I'm so sorry…" Beckett looked down at her, half amused and half helpless. They were practically tangled together—not exactly innocent. "I didn't mean to! I swear! I have no idea how I ended up in your arms…" Madeleine explained in a fluster, on the verge of tears. "We're married, legally. Didn't we fall asleep in the same bed last night too?" Beckett replied calmly, though there was a subtle heat in his voice. He used to think he had complete control over his desires, always keeping a clear head around women… until last night proved just how wrong he was. "I…" Madeleine sat up halfway, only to freeze when s