Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1182:

Without warning, he leaned in and captured her lips in a gentle kiss.

She tensed at first, torn between concern for his wounds and the whirlwind of emotion inside her. But then she melted—just a little—into his embrace.

He drew back slowly, eyes sparkling. “Will you help me with the bath now?”

Yvonne huffed, cheeks burning, then turned to start the water.

Once the tub was full and ready, she motioned toward it. “Go ahead.”

Norton stepped in without hesitation, settling into the warmth with a contented sigh.

Steam curled around them, cloaking the room in an almost dreamlike hush.

“Yvonne,” he said, a playful note in his voice, “help me with the body wash?”

She blinked, caught off guard again, but reached for the bottle. As she lathered up a loofah, he gently took her wrist.

murmured, his voice low and

gawked at him, but she relented with a shy

squeezed the body wash into her palms, rubbed them together, then slowly began

tentative, feather-light—each movement laced with nervous energy. Heat bloomed in her cheeks, but she continued to work her way across his body. Norton closed his eyes, letting the warmth of her touch soak in. He didn’t say a word, but

she finally finished, she stepped back, cheeks flushed. “All

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her fingers brushing over his chest, his arms—her touch lingering

blush deepened. “You’re

and pulled her close, pressing a soft kiss

his lips wandered—downward—until their breathing turned

go, and she hurried to wrap a