Chapter 908:

Across the table, Chris still clung to her earlier tease. He leaned in with a playful glint in his eye. “So, what’s your verdict on my first time… does it taste good?”

On the surface, their words were about dessert, but beneath it all, something more intimate simmered.

A rosy flush crept over Maia’s cheeks. “It tastes really good.”

“Hold on.” Chris reached out, pausing her with a soft touch as he wiped a stray drop of soup from her lips. Grinning, he tasted it off his finger, eyes twinkling. “Yep—definitely sweet.”

That small gesture sent heat flooding Maia’s face.

There was something almost too tender about the moment, and Maia found herself drawn to Chris’s mouth. Those sculpted lips, poised in a faint smile, hinted at feelings left unsaid.

turned golden, mixing with the fragrance of the soup and deepening the

her heart seemed to beat differently—so much

and an unspoken

carefully guarded feelings had finally slipped free from the logic that usually

lips parting as

days flickered through her mind: every hardship in Sceibar, the chaos after the Wront explosion—through it all, Chris had never once wavered, always standing by

𝓣𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓸 ⲅ𝓪𝓁𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝓈⧸𝓬𝓸𝓶


and a powerful wave of emotion swept

into her hesitation and

Chris noticed the change in her expression. He leaned a little closer, his voice

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