The Wrong Woman

Imogen's heart raced as she slowly hugged Jasper, her voice bashful yet resolute. "Jasper, you'll always have a place in my heart."

Jasper tensed slightly, his senses on high alert. He met her eyes. A glint of anticipation sparked in his gaze as he eagerly murmured, "Say it one more time. Say it-"

"I love you, Jasper," Imogen said gently.

Jasper's eyes immediately filled with tears as he held Imogen tightly, his body shaking. Overwhelmed by emotion, he could only whisper her name into her ear. "Imogen... Imogen..."

"Do you love me?" Imogen asked, her voice tinged with shyness.

Jasper frowned. "I do love you. Haven't you always known?"

"I still want to hear it," Imogen said.

"I love you. I love you with all my heart," Jasper declared, gazing at her with intense passion and unwavering resolve.

Feeling a bit stiff from his tight hug, Imogen gently pushed him away. "I love you, too, but I must get up and go to work."

"Not today," Jasper responded, scooping and carrying her back to bed. He pulled the covers snugly over them both and held her close.

Imogen smiled helplessly. "Can I at least go to the bathroom?"

"Sure," Jasper agreed and lifted her easily from the bed.

his arms.

you both ways. Today, you're sticking close to me at

softly. "Mr. Morrison, shouldn't

want to be with you today." Jasper grinned affectionately as they disappeared into the bathroom. Their laughter echoed out moments

the hospital. Jasper picked him up and took him to

had always worked for others. Now, they finally could enjoy the experience of being tended to

the

his elderly condition, he suffered a heart attack the same night he was arrested

news updates on her phone. Jasper gently ran

been apprehended," Imogen

"I'm aware," Jasper responded.

brother will save her?"

my wife. No one can

and nestled closer to his embrace, murmuring, "I thought something was going on between you two back then. I'm

his documents aside.

kiss her cheek and continued with kisses down her neck. His voice took on

back slightly, shyly saying,

"Oh, come on."

"No, I'm ticklish."