“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?”

attended classes, stayed at home,

her, leading the way. “What kept you busy

“Writing, drawing…”

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

sanctuary. A place to sit on the soft carpet, embracing the sunlight or channel

cradling her in his arm,

on the plush carpet, clad in loose pajamas, her hair cascading gently over her shoulders as she sketched

features in an ethereal glow, akin to a masterpiece crafted by a skilled

sighed inwardly, grappling with regret once

years ago,

witness her evolution from the outset, an

unfold from the beginning, blessed with more companionship than

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