His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 503

Hold on tight. It's better than letting this guy catch another cold-she didn't have time to nurse him back to health.

"Achoo!" The man sneezed.

Eliza glanced over, her eyes filled with concern. "Are you catching a cold?"

"Just a bit, but I'm fine." He scooted closer to Eliza. "It's just a little chilly."

"I'll check if there are any extra blankets or something," Eliza said, getting up to look around.

Casper grabbed her wrist. "Don't go out, it's freezing."

"It's alright, I'll just take a quick look." She insisted, but as soon as she started to get out of the sleeping bag, he pulled her back with surprising strength. She fell backward, but landed safely in his arms.

Their faces were so close, just an inch apart.

The closeness was awkward, their breaths mingling awkwardly-in short, it was all very awkward.

She pursed her lips, her gaze shyly avoiding his.

But he looked at her intently, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Feeling the warmth of his gaze, she couldn't help but meet his eyes.

Neither of them spoke, just gazing at each other, their breaths intertwining. She could even hear the sound of his heartbeat.

nose brushing against hers, the atmosphere

breath, but her heartbeat quickened,

her lips, sending a

eyes scanned her features, desire and longing mingling, stirring the night

his lips softly met

the water, before he paused

small hands clutching his chest,

like young lovers tasting

to want; willing, yet

like an invitation for him to be bold, and he leaned in to

tongues danced, and he greedily savored her

her fair

hand, their fingers interlocked, making her

kissed her for what

line

né

so much that in the end, her hands reached up to his neck, allowing him to take the

the perfect

most willingly

the fine beads of sweat on her nose and

kissed her forehead, pulling her close. "Let's get

Eliza drifted off quickly.

But Casper couldn't sleep.