As soon as Grace entered the hall, Shane pulled her into the stairwell, pressing her against the wall, his warm breath on her face. This was the first time she was

this close to Shane, and it felt like all she had to do was look up and

their lips would meet.

"Is he the man? What did you two talk about?"

In the dim light, Grace saw his nose was red, and his eyes were filled with unease. Suddenly, she felt

a slight twinge in her heart. Over

the past month, Shane had been nothing but good to her, never asking

about her past. If Antonio hadn't shown up and Shane hadn't had any drinks, he

would probably have kept his feelings bottled up for the rest of his life.

Grace stood on tiptoe, gently touching his lips.

"He told me he regrets it and wants me to forgive him, but I..."

Before Grace could finish, Shane kissed her aggressively. A moment ago, when he realized Grace wasn't around, his heart skipped a beat. He was afraid Grace would divorce him and get back together with that jerk.

but

rested on his back, both a comfort and a sign

can we

Grace in his arms, his stomach filled with butterflies. His desire

Shane leaving with Grace in his arms.

like he and Grace had missed out on

his palm, but he felt

to give

"Shane, are you jealous?"

Back home, Shane rushed

in his arms. Seeing his reddened eyes, Grace asked

So, Mrs. Larson, how are

had held

was

However, after Antonio's

blushed as she began to undress him. She had no experience in this. The one time with Antonio had been painful but she knew this day would eventually come. She kissed Shane's body gently, clumsily, yet igniting his most primal desires. Shane rolled over

as he asked,

red as tomatoes. The next second, Shane kissed her aggressively. He had waited for this moment for so long. But then, he heard Grace's painful moan and frowned in

"You..."

lips together,

I have no experience. The only time was when Antonio got drunk, so it still hurts

he held her tightly, slowing

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