The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 236

Chapter 237 The Forbidden Touch

Chapter 237 The Forbidden Touch

But no matter how hard she tried to think of a solution, nothing came to mind.

She hadn’t slept more than three hours the night before, and the cozy warmth of the tent–like it had its own built–in heater–lulled her into drowsiness. Before she knew it, she had fallen fast asleep.

“Leila, the skewers and eggplant are ready. Come out and have a few.”

James called to her several times, but there was no response from inside the tent.

Grilled skewers weren’t nearly as good cold.

He took off his gloves and decided to go in and get her himself.

Lifting the flap, he found her sound asleep, her peculiar little face relaxed in slumber, looking softer than

ever.

Up close, her face looked even uglier–but for some strange reason, also more adorable.

Her eyelashes were long, like little fans casting delicate shadows beneath her eyes.

Her nose was round, blunt, and clumsy–looking… yet it somehow added to her charm.

And her lips-

Those soft, pink lips were slightly pursed in sleep. Mesmerized, he reached out without thinking, letting the pad of his callused fingertip brush against them.

Softer than he’d imagined. Dangerously soft.

The kind of softness that made

man want to kiss her.

It was their first time meeting in person, and clearly, she wasn’t ready to accept him–not like that. He knew he shouldn’t overstep.

plush, his fingertip felt glued to them. He couldn’t bring himself to

away.

down slightly, coaxing her lips into an even fuller curve, like a ripe blossom blooming right beneath

pale face flushed with

in a dream when she

she shifted slightly, but

caterpillar or some other bug had landed

were still shut, and she missed James‘ hand completely–smacking him

“Leila…”

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The Forbidden

James froze.

expected

in, he realized he

kind of creep did that

at the sound of

E

what had just happened. Whatever she’d hit hadn’t felt like a bug- it had felt suspiciously like

she just slapped

jolted her awake. Her eyes flew

close–and on his left cheek, a visible

smacked him. Right in

and Simon plenty of times before, and never felt an ounce

James? James had been nothing but kind to her. She

head so

didn’t mean to hit you just now. I thought something was on my lips. Like a bug or something. I didn’t know you were

“Mm.”

quiet response, clearly a little uncomfortable

bring it up again. Instead,

them and let me

He’d made eggplant?

Her favorite!

and the

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