Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 702

His hands wandered beneath her sweater, deftly unfastening the buttons on the back as though he'd done it a thousand times before.

"Leda... Leda..." he murmured between kisses, her name rolling off his lips with a tenderness that was at odds with the fervor of his actions, as though he wanted to consume her whole.

With a slight exertion, Leda managed to push him away, her cheeks flushed and her breathing uneven. "It's broad daylight, York. What do you think you're doing? Get off."

He looked at her with a playful gleam in his eyes, clearly wanting more. "Come on, let me kiss you just a little longer..."

He leaned in again, unabashed. "You've been at the hospital with Roseanne these past few days. I've missed you like crazy!"

"Missed me?" Leda raised an eyebrow, skepticism written all over her face. "Aren't you missing a word there?"

He chuckled, shameless. "Alright, fine. I've missed sleeping with you. So what?" With that, he wrapped an arm around her, clinging like a stubborn koala.

Leda was used to his antics by now. She responded calmly, "You're supposed to be Mr. Gibson, the charmer extraordinaire. How come you're acting like a restless teddy bear?"

York's face fell. "Who are you calling a teddy bear?"

"You, obviously."

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like that. You've already

"

Can't you give your mouth a rest? Fine, I've

"Hey, don't you-mmph!"

her with another kiss, long

breath, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. York, the stubborn mule, refused to budge until she bit his lip, forcing him to

you part dog or something?" York winced, rubbing

didn't

took deep breaths of fresh air, her cheeks as red as ripe apples,

the

the driver's seat, looked utterly satisfied, like a bear who'd just raided a honey

couldn't quite wrap her head around how they'd gotten themselves

ended their collaboration. No time to

for York... he'd stormed out in anger, and for a

Until-

As she stepped through the door, surprise hit her like a

arranged the dinner with none other than

if Leda was more of a daughter to her than to

contemplating an excuse to leave, York

saw Leda, replaced by a beaming

And then...