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.

face slowly moved closer, his nose brushing against

heart raced, she wanted to hold her breath, but her heartbeat

lips, sending a

scanned her features, desire and longing

lips

dragonfly skimming the water, before he

red, her small hands clutching his chest, her eyes misty with

like young lovers tasting forbidden fruit for

afraid to want; willing, yet full of

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

danced, and he greedily savored

from her lips to her fair neck, finally

fingers interlocked,

her for what felt like

line

né

to completely let go, so much that in the end, her hands reached

wasn't the perfect place for

the most willingly they had given

fine beads of sweat on her nose and the

her close. "Let's get

Eliza drifted off quickly.

But Casper couldn't sleep.