Chapter 16

Effie's heart skipped a beat, racing faster than she could control.

"Nervous? Give me your hand," Lyman said, noticing the flush in her cheeks and her quickening breath.

"What?" Effie hesitated, caught off guard.

She could feel Lyman's presence-solid, warm, and unmistakably masculine-so close that it left her breathless.

"Your hand. Come on."

Almost without thinking, Effie offered her hand. Lyman reached out and took it in his, his grip firm yet gentle. The warmth of his palm seeped into hers, his thumb tracing slow, soothing circles against her skin, sending a tingling sensation up her

arm.

Her pulse only quickened, a rosy blush blooming across her face and even creeping to her ears.

trying to pull her hand back, but he only tightened his

a little, his gaze steady and intent, lips curling into a faint smile. "Don't move. I

reached into his pocket and placed a

down at it. "This

sincere and almost intense, "have

Effie felt the warmth from his

her to wonder why

around the sweet. "Come in.

an elderly woman with kind eyes sat

politely, "Good evening, ma'am. I'm

himself with a refined air. Compared to Mitchell, he was in a league of his

you're the one Effie mentioned?" she asked, still a little skeptical. He was impossibly perfect, but was he

I've cared for Effie for a long time. Before, she was with someone else, so I only wished her happiness. But now that he can't give her the life she deserves, I want to

like a jolt to the chest. She snuck a look at him

didn't know better, she

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