Chapter 492

Every word he said was like electricity, coursing from my ears straight to the very tip of my heart.

I let out a long sigh of relief, finally understanding the root of his mood swing at lunch.

Gregory noticed my sigh, a mix of relief and confusion dancing in his eyes. “Why the heavy sigh?” “Really? You have to ask?”

I pinched his waist, a playful grunt escaping me. “You were there, sipping on your soup, and suddenly, the atmosphere around you just shifted. Scared me half to death.”

Gregory paused for a moment, his voice dropping to a whisper, “Why didn’t you ask me about it then?”

myself piecing back together, no longer worried about appearances or awkwardness, but simply looking up at him. “I guess I’ve gone so long without truly having anything

hand found its way to my head, ruffling my hair affectionately. He leaned down, his eyes, bright and undeniable, locked onto mine with a mix of exasperation and fondness. “Take it slow, Jane. I’m only thirty. Even if I don’t live to be

make up for what I missed

make you

Gregory, heart and soul, and every part of me, all belong

somehow

closer, his breath enveloping me, igniting a warmth

we kept locking eyes, my racing

on my waist.

rogue?” he teased, his laughter pushing me back until I had no more room to retreat. Then,

forward, he parted my legs with his, looking down at me. “Jane,

protest, his lips claimed mine with

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