Resting one hand on the steering wheel and her chin on her fingertips, her charm made the scene strikingly pleasant.

With a chuckle, she teased, "Since when did you become so chatty, Mr. Douglas? Or is it guilt I detect?"

Leonel leaned in to kiss her, unable to conceal anything from Alexis.

He rested his forehead against hers and whispered in a deep, hoarse, yet gentle tone, "Did you pick that up from your therapist? Using it on me now, are you?"

His voice was smooth and seductive.