Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 116 Don't Move

Chapter 116 Don't Move

I was just as shocked as he was. Although I was 28 when died, my experience with Luke in real situations only amounted to that one night-and it happened after we'd both been drinking.

That night, I was incredibly drunk, everything a blur in my memory. The next morning. I woke up over, but I couldn't quite remember how it had felt at the time.

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This, however, was different. I could feel the heat of a man on me so clearly for the first time.

I knew men tended to wake up with these kinds of reactions, but having him so close, his warmth pressing against me, made my face turn bright red, my heart race uncontrollably. Flustered, I had no idea how to react in the moment.

I quickly remove myeg from around his waist, but in my panic, my knee brushed across his willy.

A soft groan escaped from him, "Mmm."

Carter's eyes deepened. His voice, low and husky, brushed over my ear. "Don't move."

Learefully lifted my gaze to him. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, his jaw tight, his expression one of restrained patience. His half-closed eyes betrayed the effort it took to hold back.

Our bodies were still pressed together, and his body temperature surrounded me from all sides, burning through the blankets.

The scent of the rose body lotion on my skin filled the air, adding an intensity to the moment.

Carter's features were more striking than Luke's. His face was finely chiseled, his features sharp and defined, and his cold, indifferent eyes locked onto me.

I had been scared before, but now, I wasn't. My hody felt strangely alive, as though a warm current was flowing from my lower abdomen all the way to my limbs, even down to my tailbone, leaving me tingling We didn't say anything, just lying there quietly. After a while, Carter finally released the hand he had placed on my waist.

I threw the covers off and jumped out of bed, the cool air hitting me like a splash of cold water, cooling the warmth that had been rising within me.

"I was supposed to go back to sleep after giving you the therapy last night, but you suddenly grabbed me, and I couldn't pull away," I explained, trying to make sense of the situation

He probably hadn't had a proper rest in days, and he wasn't fully aware of what had happened.

Thinking of this, Carter said coldly, "Sorry."

"It's fine. I-I'll just go freshen up," I said, hastily flee toward the bathroom.

My body felt like it was on fire. I was burning up.

I turned on the warm water and took a quick shower, trying to cool myself down.

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was incapable of such

sensation of my knee brushing past his

So hard.

And so big.

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calm myself. How could I be thinking like this? Especially when he had been an elder of mine for all these years.) Unbeknownst to me, Damian entered the bedroom while

Carter a tablet and said, "Mr. Bolton, here is all the information on

"Mm."

ready. Carter, listening to the sound of the shower, lowered his gaze. He instructed. "You can leave now." "Yes, sir." Damian left

gaze to the

likes and dislikes, and even the exact scores

he read, the more furrowed his brow

I realized I had rushed

with someone was still so

prepared for me by Carter's staff, so I

wasn't

had grown up, but I had to admit that even before, my shape wasn't bad. However, Zoey's body was flawless, with fair skin, a tiny waist, and

I could, but it still couldn't hide

wasn't rude, so I didn't have

couldn't help but marvel. Youth was such a gift-my

the door, planning to go to the other room to change, but then I

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commanding look that I couldn't ignore, and urned

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sitting on the edge of the bed, the blanket draperi below his waist, his pajamas disheveled from when

his eyes heavy with too many

there something you

for breakfast.

his

maybe he had figured

fine. I'm

the tablet, cach movement almost rhythmic, a subtle pressure that

married into my family. I don't want to make you

so thoughtful, so different from Luke, who only ever thought of

and said, "Then juice and granola. I

have the kitchen prepare them

"I do.

"Sweet or sour?"

not picky. Mr. Bolton, I'm going to