Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 1108

"Even when I was ten, I had a crush on you."

Chloe pushed herself up, slender arms braced on the sides of the wheelchair, and leaned in, pressing her lips to Connor's without hesitation.

Connor wrapped his arms around her and pulled her onto his lap.

Their kiss was slow and deep, full of warmth and longing.

As they lingered close, Chloe's voice dropped to a teasing whisper. “Tonight's just

us. Feels like forever since we had the place to ourselves."

Connor's ears turned bright red. "But... I can't move..."

He'd spent so long focusing on rehab and recovery that intimacy had been out of the question for months.

But that kiss-Chloe could feel it he was already undone.

She shot him a mischievous look, glancing down. "The only thing you can't move right now is your legs, not your—"

Connor cut her off, mortified. "Chloe! Aren't you embarrassed?"

"We're practically an old married couple. What's there to be shy about?"

Chloe knew what was on his mind.

In bed, Connor had always been the one in control, always finding ways to make her happy.

She leaned in, lips brushing his ear. "You're always spoiling me. Tonight, let me take care of you, okay?"

were

been in a coma for a year. His

playful face, he gritted his teeth. "I

Chloe rolled her hips

brows furrowed,

"Fine, then."

"I'll just

could take a step,

pulled her right back onto his

little patience you have when you're teasing

her go now

tilted her head back

her smooth, swan-like neck and

this just

expect to end up outsmarted

Chloe fell asleep

out to be completely shameless- absolutely

hours-Chloe barely left their suite

day and night blurring together, wrapped

sunset streamed in through

lay sprawled across Connor's bare chest, tracing circles with her finger as she recited softly, "Too weak to move, melting in your arms, sweat shining

her hand, grinning. "My wife's a poet. All I can say is... how about one

almost bolted off

way. She

just remembered—I have work to do. I'll

She

thea quick escape, barely

on her clothes, and fast shower,