Amelia's POV

My phone rang, and we sprang apart, eyes wide and breathing heavily as we stared at each other. Realization suddenly hit me that I had lost my senses again around him and I picked up my clothes, wearing them quickly. I saw Tristan picking up my handbag from where I left it on the floor and he handed it to me. I quickly took out my mobile phone and checked the caller ID flashing upon it. It was Claire. I had saved her number for Anna's bridal shower scheduled for Monday. Tristan's eyes widened seeing his sister call me. He walked to my kitchen and opened my refrigerator....