Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1812:

“Did you hear me? Promise me!” Aileen demanded, eyes narrowing with frustration.

With practiced ease, Peyton freed one hand and gently removed hers from his mouth. “You’re blocking my mouth,” he pointed out. “And please move back. You’re pressing too hard—I can hardly breathe.”

Aileen’s cheeks flushed crimson as she quickly retreated to her side of the couch.

Peyton casually adjusted his collar before leaning toward her, his voice dropping to a confidential whisper. “Clive happens to be a close friend of mine. Do you understand what it would mean if you had feelings for him?”

Aileen’s embarrassment gave way to curiosity. “What would it mean?”

A playful smile curved Peyton’s lips. “It means he could never pursue you because you’ve been promised to me. Otherwise, our friendship would be compromised.”

color drained from

her

to reciprocate your feelings. If he doesn’t, there’s no cause for conflict between

asking in a hesitant voice,

reflection, he answered candidly, “Honestly, I’m not certain if I like you. But I do feel something

love. They had only encountered each other twice—claiming deeper feelings at this stage would

a thoughtful pause, she offered awkwardly, “I didn’t intend to create problems. I wouldn’t

so narcissistic. You have no confirmation that Clive even likes you, yet you’re already envisioning us fighting

darted out playfully as she grinned. “Just

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closer, drawing in a deep breath near the curve of Aileen’s neck. “Mmm, that fragrance you’re wearing captivates me. What is

breath caressing her skin and the subtle notes of his masculine scent. An unfamiliar tingling