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Chapter 57 Not Out Here

Imogen’s heart fluttered as soft, warm lips pressed against hers.

Troy’s mouth sucked at her lips, leaving them reddened and abused.

His tongue forced its way through her teeth, seeking the sweetness in her mouth.

Imogen’s hands found their way to his shoulders, her fingers caressing the neat stubble on the back of his neck as she eagerly responded to his kiss.

Their breaths mingled together.

Heavy pants filled the enclosed space of the car.

Troy’s breath was hot. His hand couldn’t help but slide down along her curves.

Imogen snapped back to reality and raised her hand to stop him, her voice muffled. “No, not outside.”

Reluctantly, Troy stopped his actions, sucking on Imogen’s lips again before pulling away slowly. A thin, glistening thread of saliva broke between them, falling onto their collars, adding to the intimate atmosphere in the small car.

Troy took a deep breath, quickly started the car, and gripped the steering wheel with his slender fingers.

Halfway through the ride, Imogen looked out the window at the street scene and realized they were not headed to the hospital.

“Aren’t we going back to the hospital?”

Troy turned to Imogen with a faint smile. “We’re going home tonight. We’ll go to the hospital tomorrow morning.”

“Okay.”

The car drove into Galaxy Villa and stopped in the yard.

Troy unbuckled his seatbelt, loosened his collar, and leaned eagerly toward Imogen, holding her lips and licking, nibbling, tongues entwining, saliva mixing, their breaths entwining.

He reached over to unbuckle Imogen’s seatbelt, pulling her onto his lap, one hand against her head while the other ventured beneath her skirt.

“Um… Uh…”

pressing

With closed eyes, Imogen held tightly to his shirt collar, cheeks burning, breath heavy, gasping for

air.

Troy’s scorching kisses trailed from her earlobes down across her neck and collarbones, tearing open her collar.

The heat made her body tremble.

In the midst of their passionate embrace, a knock on the car window startled them. “Mr. Marshall, why aren’t you coming in?”

It was Sue’s voice.

Imogen and Troy snapped back to reality and looked at each other.

Troy responded with a hoarse voice, “I will soon.”

He helped Imogen straighten her clothes, his eyes still blazing. “To the room?”

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“Uh–huh.”

Blushing, Imogen nodded.

both

was surprised. “Mrs.

“Yes.”

as they entered the living room one after the other. Why had they both emerged from the

both entered the

his head to kiss her,

turned crimson, her hands on Troy’s shoulders, her body burning, eyes closed as she responded to his

quickly removing her clothes and

thighs on both knees, swiftly shedding

on her earlobe, which

neck, to

body, reached behind her, unhooked her bra, and tossed it to the floor before bending down

“Uh… Be gentle…”

her mind was adrift

to help herself, arching her back,

filled with an air of

were tossed haphazardly

of a man’s and a

Troy

and placed it on his belt, asking in a low

“Okay…”

she could only follow her instincts

a cell phone

Troy away from her.

replied, “Don’t worry about it.

rang for a while before

later,

jacket from the floor, took out

intently to the person on the

grew serious. “Alright, I understand.

grabbed his coat, and told Imogen, “I have

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the blanket and propped herself up

paused while

Willy? Is it about Sarah? Does she need you right

when she saw

“Sarah’s missing.”

Or send someone to look for her. What use is it

Sarah waiting for him

dangerous for her to be alone. I have

promise you, once I find

Troy’s determined expression, Imogen felt a sharp pain in her

A worrying mess.

excuse Sarah used to call Troy. Imogen could see

couldn’t..

Sarah couldn’t suffer

He wouldn’t come back.

heart that he wouldn’t return once Troy

go. Please don’t leave,” Imogen said, biting her lip and

“Imogen, don’t be unreasonable.”

what you promised Grandpa? Or did you just want to make

whenever something happened to her, he would rush to her side. So,

having a husband whom another woman could take away at any

I’d get along with you. I didn’t make any commitments. And this is a life–or–death situation. Can’t

sounded serious, showing impatience. He turned around and left with long

slammed shut

onto