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.

lingered at the doorstep, reluctant to let

set aside some time this week to

about tomorrow?” Corrine

to meet Nate’s, catching the flicker of surprise

“What?” she asked.

said, shaking his head

put it

haven’t seen her in a

as if to respond,

“Then goodnight.”

Corrine nodded.

“Goodn—”

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could finish her sentence, Nate’s arm coiled around her waist like a tide pulling her in, his other hand cradling the back of

past kisses surfaced in her

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