Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 563

Andrew’s body tensed up. This was the moment he’d been anticipating for so long. He and Tessa had known each other for years but had never shared a bed.

He was a man, after all, with desires–strong ones at that. If he lay beside Tessa, there was no telling what might happen. Tessa, though, was frail, and the doctors had warned him that in matters of physical intimacy, he couldn’t just have his way.

He was aware of his own vigor. Sometimes, even Aubree would struggle to keep up and occasionally snap at him with a slap. Tessa was far more delicate.

He stood up and pointed to the couch beside them.

“I’ll crash on the couch,” he said.

Tessa, mindful of her own fragility and not wanting to overexert herself to the point of passing out–which would only benefit others–nodded in agreement.

In the middle of the night, Andrew awoke feeling like he was burning up, probably because he had thought of Aubree before bed. Now, he was missing her. He got up, stepped out onto the balcony, lit a cigarette, and started smoking as he gazed at the dimly lit surroundings.

She hadn’t called him lately. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he closed his eyes, the corners tinged with a crimson hue as if poisoned by some exotic flower.

from behind. Tessa embraced him from the back. “Can’t sleep, Andrew? Are you thinking of

Aubree, but he would never admit it. Aubree was just a

resting against his solid chest. “Is it because you can’t get used to sharing

her voice tinged with

unbearable for him to share a room with her when he had always slept in

just insomnia; it happens to me sometimes,” he offered as an explanation.

ask if he ever had insomnia when he was in Aubree’s bed, but posing such a

grace in front of Andrew. It

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