The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

My Dad Please Come 205

Wendy pushed him away, her voice firm. “No, it's not!"

She struggled, trying to shove him back.

In the chaos, she accidentally hit his left hand. Stanley winced, letting out a low hiss.

Wendy froze, her concern rising. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Stanley stared at her, a faint grimace on his face. My hand hurts."

He lifted his left hand, holding it out in front of her.

Wendy knew his hand had been seriously injured, but she hadn't realized that he'd had 23 stitches and that they'd only recently been removed. The scar that remained on his palm was deep and long, looking like a caterpillar.

They stood in the narrow corridor, lit only by the dim, warm light overhead. The space between them felt charged, so close that they could hear each other's breathing, each other's heartbeats.

"Wendy, do you see it? My hand hurts," Stanley repeated, his voice low.

Wendy wasn't sure what to make of his constant mention of pain. For a man like him-someone who could withstand so much-it seemed odd for him to keep saying his hand hurt.

She lifted her face and looked at him with a soft smile. "That's ugly."

She was talking about the scar on his palm, calling it ugly.

he lowered

words with

tried to pull away, but it was impossible. His long fingers tangled in her soft hair, pulling her closer

approach was forceful, his tongue entangling frantically

felt as if she couldn't breathe, as if he was trying to

lightly. Only then did Stanley slowly

buried his face in her hair, breathing deeply, his voice gravelly, "Wendy, someone used aphrodisiac incense

together that she could feel the heat from his body and the hard, undeniable evidence of his desire. She tried to

nowhere to go-the wall

she asked, her

his

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only for her to hear. "Wendy, I want to

why he was here, why he had come to

why wasn't he with Jessica? Why had he left

once, back in the Presidential Suite: that Jessica was pure, untouched, and that

Chapter 205

because he didn't want to impose

hadn't forgotten the humiliation he had

into his eyes, she said

She didn't want to.