Chapter 39 Cold

• ★EMILY'S POV★
• Laced with worry, I stared at my phone's blank screen, then my gaze drifted to the time; 13:15. Yet, Alejandro hasn't called me, not even a single text from him either.
• Drifting back to everything that transpired between us in Italy, I smiled to myself. His kisses were fire and I could still feel the heat stinging my skin at the places his lips trailed on. His touch....damn! Those hands were divine and I wondered how he managed to touch me in the right places, and at the right time.