Chapter 50 A Deal Of Mercy

Evelyn

Jacob tenderly traced his fingers along my cheek, gently moving down to my neck, and occasionally placing pecks on my lips and cheeks. I listened in silence to his heartbeat, finding something intriguing about it. Another detail that captivated me was the network of delicate blue veins on his hands, extending gracefully from his wrists.

And the best part was his cologne that till now was buried deep in my system.

He brushed away the stray strands of hair that had fallen across my face, then caressed my cheek and planted a lingering kiss on my forehead.

"What's your plan now?" I asked, even though we hadn't discussed it yet. I knew one of us needed to broach the subject, "Should we both talk to my mother?"

"For now, let's not do anything. We'll wait until Danica brings it up; I'll handle the matter," he assured me, offering a soft smile. "You don't need to worry about it, okay?"

"But I don't want you to face it alone. Let's go talk to her together," I suggested, nuzzling his neck. "Sounds good?"

"Alright," he nodded with a smile, "but only after the wedding is over. I know you don't want to spoil it for Samuel and Clara, and neither do I. Let's wait until then."

I hummed in response, and hugged him, once again listening to his heartbeats.

A few seconds later, I finally voiced the question that had been nagging at me from the start.

"You won't leave me, will you?"

He pulled away to look at me, surprise registering on his face, "Wait, what? What makes you say that?"

"I just...I just felt like I should ask," I admitted hesitantly. "I don't want to lose you."

"Hey, I'm never leaving you," he assured me softly. "I love you, Evelyn, and only an absolute idiot would leave someone they love."

"What if you turn out to be an idiot?"

"Trust me, I'm not an idiot," he chuckled. "You can have some faith in me."

"Promise me you won't leave me."

He let out a sigh before drawing me closer. Surprisingly, I found myself landing on top of him. Before I could protest, he spoke again as a gasp slipped past my lips. "I promise, I'll never leave you, Evelyn. No matter what."

A smile finally made its way on my lips, "Okay." I leaned in and planted a chaste kiss on his lips, attempting to get off of him, but he resisted.

you'll get hurt. I'm not that

Maybe even as light as the smallest free weights at the

how dare you compare

seized the opportunity to shower me with a bunch of kisses all over

A giggle

can I do? You're too beautiful." He murmured, nuzzling my

speaking again. "By the

went great for him." He groaned, as if recalling it

to deal with it. He's your best friend

Anyways, he didn't tell you

was no such

take his mind off things and clear his thoughts. He's really nervous for someone who has already

failed marriage. He's afraid because he fears everything will change after marriage. But I don't think there's anything to worry about, though. Clara's good for him; she'll get him in line," I said, plucking an eyelash

"What?"

eyelash, dummy." I carefully placed the eyelash on the back of my hand. "Make a

about to start his nonsense with one of his usual comments, but my glare made him swallow

wish." He relented, eventually

for?" I asked,

too old for this, but I know this stuff: if you tell

pester him, he was right. I was unfair, but not unfair enough to force

it comes true." He let out a soft chuckle and placed a gentle kiss on

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much," he said from behind me, casually rolling up his sleeves. God, I loved how effortlessly

with a mischievous smile,

my voice tinged

distance between us, his hand gently sliding between my thighs, taking advantage of the high cut of my dress. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hand landed

bit my bottom lip, "We

Evelyn, I did ask you a question. Yes or no?" He leaned in closer, his lips

had been burning

suppose I might not exactly hate

his lip curving into a

sensations erupted in my abdomen-butterflies. Goosebumps prickled my skin, and my knees quivered with anticipation. Though, I hadn't looked at him, I knew he must have looked panty-dropping hot with that smirk on his face. Jacob

delicate patterns on my inner thighs, each touch deliberate and enticing, jerking an involuntary response from me with every stroke. "So, you are saying that I am

still with his hands

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