Can’t Win Me Back

Sean tearfully embraced his beloved and said, "I may have come from the Lynch family, but the moment they started insulting you, I no longer had anything to do with them."

Tatiana was both touched and concerned. "Sean..."

"I don't have a home anymore," Sean said with a bitter chuckle, though most of what he felt was a sense of release. "From now on, I'm just Sean Lynch. The third son of the Lynch family has ceased to exist."

"Who says you don't have a home?" Tatiana's brows furrowed as she pressed her fingers to Sean's lips. "You'll always have a family as long as I'm here. My family is your family."

As the night continued, both Tatiana and Sean naturally slept together. But they only slept in the same bed, nothing more.

Sean lay stiffly beside Tatiana in pajamas like a canned sardine. There was even a clear divide between him and Tatiana on the bed.

He could hear her breathing and even feel her warmth. Sean swallowed nervously, throat dry. Heat burned

on was still

she leaned into him, her oversized pajama shirt slipped

her. His heart pounded in his chest. “Open your eyes. Look at me," Tatiana murmured in Sean's ear, making his body roil

slowly opened his eyes. The sweat from the palms of his hands had soaked through the

"Sean. I want you."

Finally, Sean snapped.