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?"

she had no real way out of this. She wriggled

Did you forget how boldly you

his body wash lingered between them, one she instantly recognized it was

breath ghosted over her skin, sending her heart into

tension between

capturing her lips in a deep, scorching kiss. His long, slender fingers wove into Tessa's hair, pulling her

Tessa responded with just as

like a summer storm-sudden, wild, and unrelenting-or

her delicate earlobe, the last thread of Tessa's

"Tess... may I?"

voice husky and low,

gaze

longing. She didn't answer with

kiss against his

apple.

single action spoke louder

inexperienced, stumbling through this unfamiliar

into the room,

was

but from excitement and a

Stephen. She

Outside, birds sang softly.

perfect—a breathtaking, unforgettable