His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 733

"Making a big deal out of nothing," he chuckled.

"Mind sharing what's on your mind?" she asked, the tiny water droplets on her face and damp hair adding an extra layer of allure.

A fierce love sparked in his eyes as he reached for her neck, his fingers gently brushing her skin before their lips met in an instant. Their noses touched, breaths mingling in the air.

Her eyes, dreamy, slowly opened, gazing at him like a serene river in spring. "Have you been drinking?"

"Just a little," he admitted.

"You really don't take care of yourself, do you?"

He took a deep breath, pulling her closer into his arms, holding her tight. "Elle, I'm always trying to be a good husband. Can you feel that?"

"I can. You're improving," she acknowledged warmly.

"That's a relief." He wished he could hold her like this forever.

nestled against him, savoring the rare moment they

eyes gently closed, half-leaning against the hot tub's edge. His long, defined arms rested effortlessly on the rim, exuding a laid-back ease and

at him, her eyes filled with tenderness and concern, taking

place. The subtle motion of his Adam's apple accentuated his masculine charm,

down, creating gentle

probably to tone down this

at her own daydreaming

her laughter, he lifted his gaze slightly, his long eyelashes fluttering, his

to the nearby grandfather clock. "It's getting late; I should head

said, scooping her up from the water, stepping out of the hot

made me sleepy," she murmured, wrapping her arms around his neck, her rosy lips. brushing his ear with a hint of mischief. "Casper,

all their years together, she'd

he forgot how to respond. She continued, her arms still around

woman's in the mood, it's easier to

said, his voice tinged with anticipation. His earlier frustrations melted

Welton Estate, he didn't even bother closing the car door

on the bed, not exactly gently. Her small hands tugged at his shift, expertly finding