My Extraordinary Wife

Lucas grabbed Ashlyn’s hand in his. “Come on. Let’s head back down.”

Meanwhile, inside the tent on the hill, Joseph was lying drowsily on the hay, fading in and out of consciousness.

It was already deep into the night.

Opening his eyes blearily, he could only feel the extreme dryness on his lips and in his throat. He felt as though his lips would crack at any moment, and he felt as though someone was sanding his throat with sandpaper.

“W-Water…” he mumbled.

Charlotte was lying beside him. When she heard his voice, she shot upright. Her black eyes were filled with worry as she looked at him. “Joseph, how are you feeling?”

Straining her ears, Charlotte finally made out what Joseph was trying to say.

Her expression changed as she hurried to her feet and poured Joseph a glass of water.

Kneeling back at Joseph’s side, Charlotte placed the glass by his lips. “Here, Joseph. Drink up.”

Joseph parted his lips and downed the entire glass in just a few gulps.

Once he had drained the last drop, Charlotte withdrew her hand and placed the empty glass on the small table beside them.

“W-Water…”

So, so thirsty…

eyes groggily. His vision was out of focus as he stared at

soft lips. Can it

for any reasoning. He was acting purely

of nowhere, he reached out his arm and grabbed Charlotte’s thin arms with all of his might, causing the latter

found herself being held

around and pinned her under

she could even react, he had placed his lips

in shock

Mmm…

heart raced and pounded in her

the soft touch of his lips

her face as she tried to push Joseph away from her with

like an immovable mountain.

lower the burning heat in Joseph’s body. He sighed a breath of relief. This

thirsty as he was

lips as

long time passed before Joseph returned to his dreams once again. His body fell next to Charlotte’s

from her, Charlotte sat up straight and covered her red, swollen lips. She was blushing so much that she could easily be mistaken for a

about to cover Joseph with a