The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 115

Nancy's eyes were misty as she gazed at Judson, seemingly trying to decipher the meaning behind his words.

She looked as puzzled as a lost kitten, her eyes a bit red at the corners. Just for a moment, Judson felt something snap inside him, leaving room for only one overwhelming thought.

He wanted her, to make Nancy his completely.

Before Nancy could even process what was happening, she found herself sinking into the plush, king- sized bed.

His fiery kiss was upon her again, their lips and tongues intertwining with an urgency that seemed to want to steal the very air from each other's lungs.

"Judson..." Nancy whimpered, her voice trembling with uncertainty.

Judson paused, sensing the quiver in her voice, and quickly wrapped her in a comforting embrace. "Nancy, don't be scared."

Nancy nestled closer to Judson's neck,murmuring, "I'm not scared."

Judson realized Nancy was ready, and his hand moved to her back, intending to soothe. But as his fingers brushed over a faint scar, his pupils dilated, and the fire inside him instantly cooled.

as she was about to

cool bathtub, looking up at him with a

rush, icy water sprayed down from the

be with you, but I don't want you

wouldn't touch the scars on her heart, not like the

of the tub. But Judson quickly stepped in, pulling her close as he sat down with

the antidote for 'Lust' and bring over a few buckets

at the

rushing water filled the room, and

caught between extremes-her body burning hot, yet the water was so cold. Only Judson's embrace

closer to him. "Judson, I'm so

there, Nancy. It'll be over soon." Judson murmured,

at the door interrupted her. Judson positioned himself protectively in front of her, his voice

his eyes at the scene. "Mr. Buchanan, the ice is here, but the antidote will take a

Judson's voice was cold as

didn't linger, quickly retreating. Judson stepped out of the tub

shot Judson a

first time, Judson understood the meaning of restraint-wanting something yet holding back