My entire body leaning towards him like a sinking ship. I'd drown if he kissed me again.

 He grabbed my hand. He whispered, "Let's proceed upstairs."

I nodded, gagging. Upstairs. Yes.

He led me inside the gallery and up the stairs. Old floorboards creaked between us.

We entered the top-floor master bedroom. The room was gloomy, and the skylight was like a black hole. If it broke, we'd be pulled into space.

Luke turned on a bedroom light, then guided me to the floor near the bed. The room was clean and white. I saw Luke. His suit-clad physique was tense. I felt bad for him since he couldn't rest....