“I’m contemplating why I could be such a jerk. How could I leave a stunning lady like you alone for two years?”

Arching her brows, Rosalynn playfully jabbed his firm chest. “You really were a jerk.”

Brian chuckled, his hand gently brushing through her hair. He sighed, “It’s a shame. I left in such a huff, not knowing how many moments of happiness in bed I missed.”

Rosalynn was left speechless.

She pinched him, accustomed to his recurrent references to their intimacy.

Brian laughed, lowered his head, and pressed a gentle kiss. He murmured softly, “Tell me, how did you spend these past two years when I was away?”

classes, stayed at

wrapped his arm around her, leading the way. “What kept you busy

“Writing, drawing…”

to the third-floor living room, where an expansive floor-to-ceiling window unveiled

her sanctuary. A place to sit on the soft carpet, embracing

cradling her in his

the afternoons, she’d sit cross-legged on the plush carpet, clad in loose pajamas, her hair cascading gently over her shoulders as she sketched or tapped

through the glass, painted her delicate features in an ethereal glow, akin to a masterpiece crafted

sighed inwardly, grappling with regret once

years ago, threading

outset, an appreciation burgeoning into a gradual cascade of

beginning, blessed with more

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