One year, one love by Aurora Miller

Chapter 53

Doris instinctively grabbed his wrist and turned it over. The three–inch–long wound became even more evident, with a few tiny scratches around it.

“How did you get hurt here?” she asked.

Lewis finally remembered–it happened when he blocked Sophia’s bag, and the metal accessory on it scraped him.

“It doesn’t hurt at all, he replied. It was just a surface wound, though it looked bad with the blood seeping out; the cut wasn’t deep.

“Matteo’s mom did this, right?” Doris hit the nail on the head. “Why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve hit her back for you!”

“And what good would that do?” Lewis asked, looking a bit amused.

“You’re my husband. I have to protect you! I won’t let anyone bully you!” Doris said with a serious expression.

Lewis gave a faint smile, thinking, ‘Her? Protect me? Forget it. He then said, “Eat your food.”

“Wait here,” Doris said as she put down her fork and got up to head for the living room.

Lewis watched as she rummaged through the drawer in the living room and hurried back with a first aid kit.

“Slow down,” he said, genuinely worried she might trip.

And right on the mark–Doris stumbled as she reached the table and fell forward.

Lewis’s reflexes were quick, and he caught her just in time, preventing her from hitting her head on the solid wood table.

She’d missed a nasty injury by mere inches; had it been worse, she could’ve ended up with a scar from the injury.

Doris stared at the hard dining table with lingering fear, her chest heaving.

Holding her, Lewis felt her soft body pressed against his, her faint fragrance enveloping him. His Adam’s apple bobbed unconsciously.

Her softness seemed to perfectly complement his strength.

Lewis and Doris locked eyes. His thin lips were so close to her, tempting her like a ripe peach blossom waiting to be claimed.

For a moment, Doris wanted to kiss him. Like a butterfly drawn to a flower’s allure, she inched closer to him.

But Lewis pressed a hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her away. Still dazed, Doris didn’t have time to react before she ended up sitting on the ground.

winced as she rubbed her backside. “Lewis, you

take advantage of me. I was just defending myself,” Lewis

off guard and had reacted before he could think.

I wanted to kiss you?” Doris stood up, smiling mischievously. “Don’t tell me no woman’s ever kissed

glance. “I’m not the type to date just anyone. I am very picky.” He

aren’t you?” Doris taunted, smirking. “Six feet two

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and no go.”

you dare.” Lewis’s handsome

he was impotent, especially not by his own wife.

a grin.

she finished, Lewis slammed his fork onto the table. He stood up and walked toward her, his tall frame casting a

to look at him, her neck starting to ache.

hoisted her over his shoulder with ease.

on his back. “What are you doing? Put me down!”

ahead, yell louder. Maybe your sister

Doris begrudgingly fell silent, letting him carry her into his bedroom. He tossed her

filled with his masculine scent,

devilish smile, looking every bit like a shadow rising from the depths. “Didn’t you say I was impotent? Let me show you firsthand, alright?”

moment, she was truly at a

Hartman, we haven’t finished eating.

Doris had a sinking feeling that she

hot and damp, brushed against her ear, sending a tingling sensation straight

fully realized the true meaning of playing with fire and getting burned.

I was wrong! You’re incredible in bed,

not to hear, continuing to tease her silently.

“Mr. Hartman, please let me go.

relentless pleas, Lewis finally raised his head. His eyes, brimming with desire, locked onto hers. “Do you

frantically. “I swear I won’t!”

you said.” Lewis finally released her. He stood up and, with a

and sprinted out of the room like her life depended on

bedroom door slam shut, frustration flashing in his eyes. He ran a hand through his hair

into the bathroom.

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