His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 111

Tessa flushed in an instant. She quickly averted her gaze, stammering, "W-What are you even talking about? I would never say that..."

Stephen's lips curled into an amused smirk. "Oh? Is that so?"

"Of course! H-How could I possibly say something like that in front of so many people..." Her voice grew weaker with every word.

Damn it.

A hazy memory flickered to life in her mind. It seemed that she... probably... had said those things last night.

"I was just talking nonsense!"

The morning light filtered through the glass window, enveloping her flushed cheeks in a soft, golden glow.

Tessa bit her lip, clearly flustered. "You know I was drunk and rambling. You wouldn't seriously hold a drunk person's words against them, would you?"

Even as she said it, her voice wavered with doubt. She mumbled under her breath, "Legally speaking, intoxicated individuals have diminished capacity for judgment and control... That's called limited capacity for action..."

Stephen let out a low chuckle, his shoulders shaking slightly.

"Are you seriously giving me a lecture on law right now?"

out of this. She wriggled in an

securely around her waist. "Trying to slip away, huh? Did you forget how boldly you flirted with me last night? How can you think about running

one she

breath ghosted over her skin, sending her heart into a

between them

scorching kiss. His long, slender fingers wove into

on the couch, Tessa responded

wild, and unrelenting-or the sharp bite of a winter wind,

her delicate earlobe, the last thread

"Tess... may I?"

voice husky

gaze was

with

a kiss against his

apple.

action spoke louder

stumbling through

filtered into the room, the air between them grew

what was about to

her—not just from nerves but from excitement and a longing she could

loved Stephen. She wanted this-wanted

Outside, birds sang softly.

perfect—a