When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 493

He pieced me back together, light as a breeze after a summer storm, soothing the aches of my past into quiet reconciliation.

Suddenly, his cool, large hand slid my skirt up to my thighs, his whisper grazing my ear, “Jane, where did your mind wander off to? Am I not doing this right?”

I was nearly speechless, lifting my gaze to meet his bold face, feeling a soft warmth spreading within me. Leaning into his shoulders, I murmured, “I was thinking, Gregory, I think I’ve truly fallen for you.”

This wasn’t just a crush.

Nor was it mere affection.

It wasn’t even a lingering sentiment from childhood memories.

It was me, here and now, genuinely falling for him.

Hearing this, Gregory pinched my face, his tone fierce, “What do you mean? You mean to say you hadn’t fallen for me when you agreed to be my girlfriend?”

“Of course not!”

him away. “I just misspoke, okay? Gregory, what

me a sideways glance, “Even

“Are you not satisfied?”

“That’s not it.”

just wonder, when will you

lips into a smile, “That depends on

show you

let his hand wander further down my thigh, pausing as

burned, and I swatted his hand away, “Seven days! It can’t just end

scooped me up, and lead me

already prepared dinner, three dishes and

at the sight, turning to

the summer heat, my

never catered to my tastes when

summer was always an unintentional diet season

“Am I doing

“You are!”

seat, serving myself two bowls