Chapter 395 Stella paused before reaching out to feel his forehead. Are you getting warm again?” 

Why would he still be so sticky even when he was awake

Weston simply stared at her and suddenly leaned in to kiss her

He pried open her mouth, his breath hot and heavy. Somehow, he could smell a refreshing scent on her, like an ocean breeze on a hot summers day

He kissed her deeply, savoring her lips and holding her tenderly

Stella realized that he was getting better and better at kissing. He seemed to be engrossed, immersed in trying to excite her senses. Stella had never seen Weston try so hard to make her feel good. Gone was his possessiveness and aggressiveness of the past, and although he was pushy, he wasnt overbearing and was, in fact, warm and gentle. Only two of them were left in the hall. The movie credits were still rolling on the television screen. Stella had lowered the volume of the television. The background music couldnt drown out the sound of her heart beating. When the kiss ended, Stellas face flushed just like Westons, as if she had also developed a fever

by him. “Aren‘t you afraid of passing the virus to me?”

leaned his forehead against hers. “If you fall sick, it‘ll be my turn tomorrow to take care of you.” “Forget it,” Stella pushed him away. “I

her go, however. “Stay here and talk to me.”

thunderstorm‘s forecasted for tomorrow. You don‘t have to report to the crew tomorrow.” He held onto her stubbornly. “Keep me company.” Stella stood up and looked down at him. She

back down. “What do you want to talk

put them in words. Weston caressed her face. He should have said these things when his temperature

our idea and concept of marriage differ from most ordinary people.”

simply stared at him. With a chuckle, she said, “Are you trying to tell me that your marriage with Guinevere is but a commercial alliance?”

looking deeply into

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