Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 92

Unexpectedly, David suddenly stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Rachel’s slender waist, firmly locking her in his arms.

The cold elegant fragrance instantly enveloped Rachel.

Rachel was caught off guard and directly fell into David’s arms. The two of them were pressed tightly against each other. Even through the thin material of the clothes, Rachel could still clearly feel the unusually hot temperature of David’s body.

Even David’s breathing was at a different temperature from before.

David’s hot breath sprayed on Rachel’s face, sweeping the hair at her temples, causing her fingertips to curl up slightly, and her ears unknowingly turned red.

A little shy, Rachel pushed at David’s chest. “I’ll get your medicine.”

“Don’t move.” David’s low and hoarse voice sounded above Rachel’s head.

The short sentence sounded like a command, but also like coaxing, which was irresistible.

Rachel stopped struggling and let David hug her like an obedient rag doll.

Rachel

relaxed a little. David rested his chin on Rachel’s shoulder. “Rae–Rae is

spoke, David rubbed his head against Rachel’s neck like a good and clingy dog.

tickled by David’s hair and couldn’t help but shrink back. Rachel reached out

almost fell

in fear.

her arm and hooked it around David’s

are you testing me by throwing yourself

mixed with sexy hoarseness, like sand grinding in

glared at

David’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and his

In an instant, her face turned

Rachel asked carefully, “Are you

to remind you that I’m a normal man.” David stared at Rachel with dark eyes. He reached out

slid behind Rachel’s ear and caressed it teasingly.

Rachel slapped David’s hand away and took the chance to break free from his arms. Then, Rachel picked up the medicine on the table and said, “Take the medicine quickly to reduce the fever.”