“I didn’t know you sang so well.”
Sylvie’s lips quirked. “That was a surprise, even to me.”
He chuckled.
Suddenly, that blasted electrical pull reared up and zapped her silly. Though she’d made it clear this ‘immersion’ thing wouldn’t include sexual contact, in a matter of hours she was tempted to break her own rule.
Andrew stepped forward. Or had she moved closer? He certainly hadn’t lifted her hands to his shoulders.
“Sylvie, we’re getting short of—”
Josie came to an abrupt stop. She smiled.
Behind her, Noah grinned. He surveyed the small, private alcove with an appreciative eye. “I’ll have to remember this space.”
Josie studied them both, a sly smile topping her lips. “If you’re busy—”
Sylvie dropped her hands and stepped from Andrew, hoping the fact that her face burned didn’t mean she was blushing. Why did they keep these places so blasted hot? “We’re done here.”
Andrew shot her a bland smile. “If there’s anything I can do to help…”
“Thanks, I’ve got this under control.” As she brushed past him and the electricity crackled, she only wished it were true.