I wonder how she’s been living in the past two years. Does she bleed out every time there’s a storm? Is her condition so painful that she’d curl up on the bed alone, shivering each time?

Who was there to warm her up when I wasn’t there?

“What are you thinking about?”

Charlotte kept leaning into his embrace, clinging onto him as though she was an octopus.

“Do you want to feel warmer?” Zachary was starting to feel his heart fluttering by her actions.

“Yes…” She buried her face in his neck and indulged herself in his scent.

 

He suddenly rolled over and pinned her beneath him before kissing her gently on her lips.

This kiss was unlike all the previous kisses. It was as gentle as dewdrops landing on flower petals but also passionate and even a little cautious at the same time.

 

The rational part of Charlotte told her that this was dangerous, but her body was accepting it instinctively and was even playing along with him.

weird that her body liked being so close to him and that it wasn’t in control by her

tell her to fight back. Even so, her body

deepened the kiss as his hand moved downwards from her shoulder. An electrifying sensation ran

she accepted his kiss. Both her arms were wrapped weakly around his waist, and she shut her eyes,

room was becoming increasingly hotter, and her body

had achieved

a trapped beast clamoring,

his best to control himself and rolled over reluctantly. He took her in his

blood boiling with excitement,

Charlotte asked as she stared

be able to take it,” he replied as he nibbled on her earlobe. His endurance was obviously strong based on his warm breath. “Once you’re

a smile upon hearing that, and she

said as he cupped her face in his hands. “I’m

snuggled against his chest and slowly fell asleep to the rhythm

to soothe the pain and discomfort she felt from a relapse just

her that she couldn’t sleep.

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