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.

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

time this week

about tomorrow?” Corrine suggested

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

“What?” she asked.

shaking

thought you’d put it off for a

haven’t seen her in a while

as if to respond, but instead, he

“Then goodnight.”

Corrine nodded.

“Goodn—”

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hand cradling

eyelashes fluttered in surprise, but she instinctively looped her arms around his neck. Memories of his past kisses surfaced in her mind, each one a lesson she

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