Chapter 900 Quench My Thirst

Lucas grabbed Ashlyn's hand in his. “Come on. Let's head back down.”

Meanwhile, inside the tent on the hill, Joseph was lying drowsily on the hay, fading in and out of consciousness.

It was already deep into the night.

Opening his eyes blearily, he could only feel the extreme dryness on his lips and in his throat. He felt as though his lips would crack at any moment, and he felt as though someone was sanding his throat with sandpaper.

“W-Water...” he mumbled.

Charlotte was lying beside him. When she heard his voice, she shot upright. Her black eyes were filled with worry as she looked at him. “Joseph, how are you feeling?”

Straining her ears, Charlotte finally made out what Joseph was trying to say.

Her expression changed as she hurried to her feet and poured Joseph a glass of water.

Kneeling back at Joseph's side, Charlotte placed the glass by his lips. “Here, Joseph. Drink up.”

Joseph parted his lips and downed the entire glass in just a few gulps.

Once he had drained the last drop, Charlotte withdrew her hand and placed the empty glass on the small table beside them.

“W-Water...”

So, so thirsty...

was out of focus as he stared

Can it

for any reasoning.

nowhere, he reached out his arm and grabbed Charlotte's thin arms with

thing she knew, she found herself being

around and pinned her

could even react, he had placed

widened in shock and

Mmm...

heart raced and pounded in

the soft touch of his lips and the warmth of

face as she tried to push

Joseph was like an immovable mountain. She could only

skin seemed to lower the burning heat in Joseph's body. He sighed a breath of relief. This feels

thirsty as he was

suck on her lips as

before Joseph returned to his dreams once again. His body fell next to Charlotte's

red, swollen lips. She was blushing so much that she

to cover Joseph with a

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