Never Late, Never Away

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.

body in preparation.

not make any sensual

braced herself to ask, “Are you angry with

looked at her with a pair

“Then why…”

her question, he brushed her cheeks tenderly with his fingers before whispering softly to her, “Because I hope

aroused by her body. As a matter of fact,

himself on her. After all, as a man, holding oneself back after one’s carnal desire had been awakened was a

too much to give

did not want their first time to turn into a dreadful memory

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

such tender admission from Finnick. At that moment, she felt her heart was deeply touched by his sincerity. The feeling of love blossomed in

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

as she curled up under the soft blanket, her uptight

the chair next to the table before sitting down. “Today, you’ll be the one sleeping

concern, “Then what about you? Don’t you have

too small, and there’s only one set

enough to accommodate the two of us. Come, squeeze in. You should