How could Janet not feel guilty?

Although Ethan seemed casual, he treated her like a princess. If she planned to leave him for some reason one day, the pain would feel excruciating as if someone had ripped her heart right out of her chest.

The wind whistled in the night. Janet lowered her head and tried to get hold of herself.

“I could have handled it on my own, Ethan.” Her voice drifted with the wind.

She had always been alone and fought her own battles.

Ethan walked up to her, and Janet saw his yellowing canvas shoes.

She looked up, and her gaze met his enigmatic eyes.

Ethan smiled and gently stroked his hair. “You have a husband now. It’s different.”

Ethan’s broad chest blocked the wind as he stared into her eyes.

“Let’s go back. It’s late,”

Janet said in a hushed voice. His words both confused and touched her. She turned around and continued to walk forward.

Janet and caught up with

cicadas chirped in the

something touch his finger. He looked down and saw Janet clasp his

his face softened. He gently held her hand and caressed her fingers

Ethan’s voice was

eyes widened. She didn’t know what to say to him. She felt his actions proved his affection for

are asking me that?” she

Janet had just told him that he

lip and gently licked it. Janet moaned in the back of

eyes flutter close. As soon as Janet’s mouth parted, Ethan lifted her in his arms. She

chiseled, muscular body

let go of her until

motorcycle?” Janet’s face flushed as she rested her face against his chest, hearing his heartbeat. She licked

Ethan shrugged. His magnetic, playful smile made her

no choice but

“Your lips taste like strawberry. I like it. It’s just

was almost nine when

entered the apartment, she

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