Love At The Wrong Table

Emmanuel couldn’t contain his laughter at Mackenzie’s childish expression.

“Do we really need to compare things like this?” he chuckled.

“Of course! If a woman marries a man who loves her less, she’s at a

significant disadvantage,” Mackenzie replied seriously. Deep down, she

worried that he might take offense or feel unhappy with her words. However,

his response surprised her. Instead of getting upset, he said, “Well, it looks like

I’ll have to love you even more in the future. Otherwise, you’ll be at a

disadvantage!”

The atmosphere in the room shifted with that simple statement, leaving

Mackenzie stunned as she stared at him, utterly agog. His words came

straight from his heart, and this time he could truly feel the love Mackenzie

had for him-something he hadn’t realized before. Of course, he also felt the

depth of his own love for her, surpassing the initial infatuation he had

experienced.

and suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to ignite. Then, Emmanuel took a step forward as if he was entranced, gently caressing

back of his hand. The smooth and tender sensation

At that

would recognize that what

body felt an intense heat driven by his primitive instincts, and his

Before he knew

face, his head tilting down to meet her soft

Mackenzie’s body trembled intensely. Once again,

though, this time it felt

fight, her body

She slowly closed her eyes, ready

take what he

though Emmanuel had

with embarrassment, and he

I

his apologetic expression.

all, so

was unable to bear his apologies any longer, so

“You’re in trouble if you

delivered him a stern talking to, she turned around with

and retreated back into the

pressed a hand against her chest, feeling her

his face, consumed by regret.