She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 939:

This time, he didn’t kick up a storm like before and turned surprisingly docile.

Seeing him calm down, Freya slipped out to make the honey water.

Without it, he’d be nursing a killer headache come morning.

Ellis tagged along as they made their way to the kitchen.

As Freya reached for the honey jar, a large hand beat her to it, brushing over her as her back pressed against his chest, his steady heartbeat thumping against her.

Freya yanked her hand back, spinning to duck out of his hold. But Ellis wasn’t having it. As she tried to bolt, he planted both hands on the granite counter behind her, boxing her in.

Freya’s heart jumped into her throat.

Ellis leaned in a bit, shrinking the space between them, their breaths mixing in the cozy kitchen air.

Freya’s hands, dangling at her sides, balled into fists, her usually steady gaze now all over the place. She tried to say something, but the words got stuck.

Ellis, catching her urge to bolt, flashed a sly grin, his voice low and smooth as silk. “Didn’t you just say it’s normal for a boyfriend to kiss his girlfriend?”

tossed that out

clamped shut, her pulse racing

just

for a boyfriend to kiss

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fluttering

was stumped. How was she

said, it was a one-way ticket

lips hovering near hers,

there. This

“She’s gone.”

“No, she’s there.”

didn’t want to crash our moment and headed back

What else could

away, his voice a low hum. “You really that spooked by

Freya mumbled,

wild,

a soft laugh,