A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

She stuck her tongue out in response, the moment light and teasing.

Fresh from the shower, Dylan was greeted by her embrace, her kiss.

“New toothpaste,” she whispered against his lips.

“Can you tell?”

Clad in just his bathrobe, his presence was undeniable.

He enveloped her carefully, as though she were porcelain.

Her slender frame seemed so delicate in his embrace.

Dipping his head, he met her lips once more, a kiss deepening before he murmured, “I can taste the difference now.

”

A shy warmth colored her cheeks.

In those days, their coexistence was tender, marked by kisses and nothing else.

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his touch

a night steeped in social revelry, Dylan returned, a little worse for

the glow of the television, had let the hours

Dylan’s return was a series

in the dark, but they held fast to a

a vow for

restraint, feigning a purity she knew

would not

Their time would come.

they shared, the

meet his parents, their future a canvas waiting

autumn, they would call each other

neck, tracing the lines of strength that she found so

soft in the

teased, affection coloring

embrace around Dylan betraying a hint

up and over the couch’s arm to close the distance between their