There was always something incredibly sexy about an intelligent woman.

“Alright, I won't pry anymore." Barlow turned the glass in his hand, letting its contents swirl inside before taking a sip.

“Speaking of which, it's not our first time alone. I suddenly feel nostalgic for the days when we were in the hospital."

The image of Karina's face came to his mind. He remembered her delicate features and the way they made him want to reach out and come closer.

“Are you thinking about Karina?" Rosalynn asked.