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?"

realizing she had no real way out of this. She wriggled in an attempt

around her waist. "Trying to slip away, huh? Did you forget how boldly you flirted with me

scent of his body wash lingered between them, one she instantly recognized it was the same one she always

warm breath ghosted over her skin,

tension between

scorching

on the couch, Tessa

kiss was like a summer storm-sudden, wild, and unrelenting-or the sharp bite of a winter wind, impossible to

lips found her delicate earlobe,

"Tess... may I?"

hot against her skin, his voice husky and low, every syllable dripping with

gaze was

answer with words. Instead,

a kiss

apple.

louder than anything

both inexperienced, stumbling through

room, the

knew what was about

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

loved Stephen. She

Outside, birds sang softly.

felt perfect—a