The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 239 The Weight of a Kiss

Chapter 239 The Weight of a Kiss

Leila’s skin was dark and coarse, with a prominent scar and a big mole on her face.

Her eyes, though… those were remarkably similar to Lily’s.

They both shinimered with that same bright, glistening light–clear, lively peach blossom eyes.

But their noses were completely different.

Lily had a delicate, well–defined nose. Leila’s was big and round, heavy–looking, like a giant meatball planted in the middle of her face. It gave her whole appearance a clumsy kind of awkwardness.

Most importantly, Leila had an Adam’s apple. There was no way she could be a woman!

The reason James felt something so eerily familiar when their lips touched–why Leila reminded him of Lily–must have been because their lips were shaped similarly. Both of them had lips like soft, sweet cotton candy.

“Leila…”

It took what felt like a full century before James could drag his soul and senses back into his body.

He had always known he could never accept being with a man.

After finding out Leila was male, he’d even sought out a movie to understand what a relationship between two men would look like.

The moment those two men in the film held hands and embraced affectionately, he’d felt too uncomfortable to keep watching. Kissing? Anything more intimate? Absolutely impossible.

He had believed, no matter how deeply he liked Leila, that the most they could ever be was spiritual companions. At most, they might hold hands. Hugging, kissing–he wouldn’t be able to bear it,

But now that he’d actually met her…

her, to hold her, to be with her, to tangle himself in her forever- body and soul, life

now, all he wanted was to cup the back of her head and deepen the kiss,

But he knew better.

was drunk, barely aware of

couldn’t take advantage

mantras for a full thirty seconds.

fingers shaking, he carefully lifted her into his arms, planning to let her rest inside the tent. Once she sobered up, he wanted to take her for a walk, talk to her, show her more of the

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Weight of

her in his arms did he realize just

weighed inore than

the same as Lily.

was a grown man. How could he be this

he not eating

way she’d nibbled on the skewers earlier–small, delicate bites like a cat. After

man ate

pinched together in

body will never stay strong. Too

I’ll make sure she eats right every

pushed forward with surprising strength and forced him

“Leila…”

James‘ breath

was in no state to know what she was doing. He should push her

the sensation of their earlier accidental kiss… the warmth, the sweetness, the electricity… his

though he had easily carried her just moments ago, his arms now felt limp. He couldn’t summon the strength

eyes, ears burning, as if praying for spiritual enlightenment–but no prayers could stop

dragged from the clouds back into temptation