Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Kieran's expression remained calm, but in his mind, a voice screamed, "This isn't enough, Lila!" He didn't move as he normally would, didn't take control of the moment-but his hands still instinctively found their way to the small of her back.

Inside the confined space of the car, Lila hesitated, biting her lip as she gazed down at him. His eyes were dark and intense, yet his face remained composed. Too composed.

Something felt off. Did she do something wrong? Noticing the confusion flicker in her expression, Kieran couldn't help but chuckle. He had overestimated her.

Then, the car door opened, and the cool night air rushed in—not to extinguish the heat between them but to fan the flames higher. Before Lila knew it, he had swept her into his arms, carrying her like a child all the way back to their bedroom.

It wasn't until she lay there, completely spent, unable to even lift a finger, that she realized this wasn't exactly how she had planned to make it up to him. She reached out, fingers curling weakly around his shoulder, her eyes still misty. "Kieran." Her voice was hoarse from earlier.

His voice was deep with amusement. "I'll get you some water. Be right back."

his hand,

earlier. a low chuckle rumbled from his chest as he pinched her cheek. "Mrs.

could easily be misunderstood. For a split second, he almost thought she meant he hadn't done a good enough job, and she

through his mind, but she did realize she had been gripping his hand a little too tightly. Quickly, she let

as he got up to pour her a glass, and only after she had finished drinking did he scoop her up and

tidy up the bed. By the time Lila stepped out, fresh

her. As he reached out to pull her into his arms, he noticed the way she subtly shifted

let out a quiet chuckle and leaned in anyway, patting her back. "You've had a long day, Mrs. Morgan.

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