Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 85

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 85

The incident that happened two years ago still haunted Vivian to this day. It was her worst nightmare.

Not because she had lost her most precious possession overnight. But rather, in that one night, her reputation was ruined.

For a long time after that, she could not even bear to be in close proximity to a man, much less communicating with one. Even shaking hands with a member of the opposite sex would trigger her fear.

Now that she had recovered, she had thought that she could accept being with Finnick.

Unexpectedly, her body still instinctively rejected any form of intimacy with a man.

Seeing how disappointed Finnick had become, she was filled with a pang of unspoken guilt.

What if Finnick thinks that I’m playing hard to get on purpose? Or that I’m being pretentious? After all, they were married. Besides, she had also given her consent. So, for her to reject him at the eleventh hour in such an abrupt way when the going was getting good…

No man would be able to bear such a humiliating rejection.

With that thought in mind, she gritted her teeth and cautiously approached Finnick. Putting her arms around his neck, she made the move to kiss him, wanting to reignite the lust within him.

Just as sudden as she was, Finnick picked her up gently and laid her on the bed.

that he was going to continue where he had left off, Vivian tensed her body in preparation. This time, she wanted to make sure her body would

was coming. However, Finnick did not make any sensual move. On the contrary, he took the blanket next to him

ask,

looked at her with a pair of calm, soothing

“Then why…”

fingers before whispering softly to her,

her body. As a matter of fact, he wanted her there and

on her. After all, as a

too much to give in

first time to turn into a

he had been selfish, how different would it be between him and the man who had hurt

did not expect such tender admission from Finnick. At that moment, she felt her

caring for a person meant giving herself to him. For a man, caring for a person meant being patient for

she curled up under the soft blanket, her uptight body finally relaxing. “Thank

next to the table before sitting down. “Today,

concern, “Then what

is too small, and there’s only one set of

bed is small, it is wide enough to accommodate the two of us. Come, squeeze in. You should sleep

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