Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

In a state of urgency, Josie swiftly turned her face, ready to unleash a tirade. However, Dexter had already anticipated her move and promptly turned his cheek. As a result, her soft lips landed on his cheek. Josie froze. She immediately burned up.

By the time she reacted, she instinctively tried to retreat. However, Dexter, quick as lightning, had already raised his hand to gently cradle the back of her head. This time, without any mistake, he planted a kiss on her lips.

They were intertwined with each other.

Josie's heartbeat came to a halt. Her eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, she even forgot to struggle.

Perhaps her will to struggle wasn't that strong at all.

Dexter could feel it. He hadn't used much strength, but in the midst of their constant shifting and turning, his breathing gradually deepened. His large hand came to rest on her waist.

Josie finally came to her senses. "Dexter..."

Her voice was soft and low, reminiscent of a quiet kitten.

He gripped her tighter, allowing her to feel him. "Jo..."

of me. Our

Grape out of the corner of his eye, he noticed she was sound asleep. Without a second

his secretary,

She was forced to nestle in the man's arms, hiding her face. This man, as always, had no

door to the lounge closed with a soft click, and Josie was tossed onto the sofa. She found her freedom and was

Josie cried

to pay attention to their daughter,

His chest was ablaze with a fiery emotion. His voice was low and cold, "Jo, listen

breaths intertwined, and a tingling sensation coursed through Josie's ears. The familiar feeling of breathlessness

tilted her

the rosary beads that I gave you?" Josie asked, despite being lost in the throes of

sparing a bit of energy to unclasp the string of rosary beads from his wrist, casually tossing it onto the

the night you

snapped back to

back together, but I stopped him." He gathered her hair strands, murmuring, "I suppose it had shielded you from