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!”

cause pain, so I didn’t push him away. “I just misspoke, okay? Gregory, what I meant to say is, I’ve fallen for

a sideways

“Are you not satisfied?”

“That’s not it.”

when will you hit the

“That depends on

show you just how much I

wander further down my thigh, pausing as he bit down

I swatted his hand away, “Seven days! It can’t just end up like that, otherwise, I’d be in the

in resignation, scooped me up,

already prepared dinner, three

up at the sight, turning to Gregory,

the summer heat, my appetite

catered to my tastes when she cooked, making

an unintentional diet season for

chuckled, “Am I doing

“You are!”

two bowls of mushroom