Chapter 27 Carry On

The aphrodisiac was strong, and Sophia wondered what the perpetrator wanted from him when that person did this. Halfway through, she winced at him. “That should be it, John. The aphrodisiac should be dying down now.” John regained some of his composure, so he snorted. Sophia could hear his breathing, for he was right beside her. “Don’t you love this?” he said hoarsely. John wouldn’t say that, usually, but the aphrodisiac worked too well.