Her head nestled against his shoulder, her fingers pressing against his hand.

“Don’t touch me,” she implored, her voice tinged with fragile resolve.

Though her emotions ran deep, Rena’s clarity remained.

They were new to each other, a connection blossoming amidst the delicate petals of affection.

To her, their shared embraces and ki*ses held a world of their own, needing no further exploration.

A fragile sigh escaped her Lips, the delicate notes tinged with sorrow Tears welled in her eyes, emotions brimming to the surface.

Waylen’s own turmoil subsided, sanity reclaiming its throne.

He was being irrational.

In his heart, Rena was his wife and they had had countless intimate encounters.

But he realized the chasm between them, a gap only time could bridge.

him, he was an enigma, yet still a stranger in

girl nestled against him, her dress a cascade of fabric revealing both vulnerability

moment, Waylen’s

care, he restored her attire, button by button, a gesture Laden

brushed against her skin, a whisper

his words a balm to

“I won’t overstep.

distance herself, but Waylen’s grasp held

and possessive,

a cigarette, a veil of smoke curling around his

to second-hand smoke,”

as she took the

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