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.

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

set aside some time this week to

about tomorrow?” Corrine

to meet Nate’s, catching the flicker

“What?” she asked.

he said, shaking

thought you’d put it off for

her in a while

respond, but instead,

“Then goodnight.”

Corrine nodded.

“Goodn—”

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Nate’s arm coiled around her waist like a tide pulling her in, his other hand cradling the back of her neck. Without hesitation, he dipped his head

instinctively looped her arms around his neck. Memories of his past kisses surfaced

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