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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innocence preserved, his

revelry,

with the glow of the television, had let

a series of urgent whispers and

in the dark, but they held fast to a promise

said, a vow for their wedding

his restraint, feigning a purity she knew was

she would not

Their time would come.

treasured what they shared, the

to meet his parents, their future a canvas

autumn, they would call each

the lines of strength

was soft in the shadowed

he teased, affection coloring

embrace around Dylan betraying

and over the couch’s arm