Chapter 403:

Yet here he was, in a rare attempt at love, feeling none of that—no strings tugging at his time, no desperate need for his presence.

Corrine let out a soft chuckle, the kind that carried the weight of amusement and a touch of exasperation.

“You men are impossible. When a woman clings, you lament about losing your space. When she stands on her own two feet, suddenly she’s too independent, not feeding that delicate ego of yours.”

Nate fell into brief contemplation, the corner of his mouth twitching.

“A therapist once told me I lack a sense of security. Some men crave freedom, but me? I need someone to ground me.”

Corrine arched a brow, mischief flickering in her gaze.

“And this therapist… who might they be?”

“Me,” he said without missing a beat.

her apartment, Nate lingered at the doorstep, reluctant to let

time this week to have dinner

about tomorrow?”

eyes lifted to meet Nate’s, catching the flicker of

“What?” she asked.

shaking

it off

seen her in a while

to respond, but instead, he

“Then goodnight.”

Corrine nodded.

“Goodn—”

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his other hand cradling the back of her neck. Without hesitation, he dipped his head and captured her lips, his touch

she instinctively looped her arms around his neck. Memories of his past kisses surfaced in her mind, each one a lesson she now attempted to replicate—albeit with an

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