NovelTrueChapter 1382: The door shut with a quiet thud behind them, and before Corrine could catch her breath, Nate had her pinned against the sink, his mouth crashing onto hers in a hungry, passionate kiss.
Maybe the argument had stripped away their defenses, peeling them open until their rawest feelings were laid bare-bringing their hearts closer than they'd ever dared before. The kiss deepened, charged and insatiable. Lowering his head, Nate stole the breath from her lips, his own moving with aching precision. Corrine's arms slid around his neck, her fingers curling against him as she surrendered to the heat between them. Sometimes, the truest emotions were the most dangerous-like poison disguised as honey. Forbidden. Addictive. Impossible to resist.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn the cramped bathroom, the heat between them thickened the air, curling like steam against the mirrors.
It wasn't until the hiss of running water broke through the moment that Corrine blinked herself back to reality. Her eyes widened. "Wait-your wounds. You can't get them wet!" Nate's hand slid behind her neck, cradling her gently, his forehead resting against hers. His gaze burned with an untamed longing, and his voice-low and slightly ragged-brushed against her skin like velvet. "Then tellwhat I'm supposed to do." His lips grazed her temple as he murmured, slow and magnetic, "Corrine... help me. Won't you?" By the tthey stepped out of the bathroom in the early hours of dawn, Corrine barely made it to the bed before her body gave in. Her head touched the pillow, and sleep claimed her like a tide.
Nate reclined against the headboard, half sitting, eyes tracing her sleeping face. A faint smile played at his lips. She looked utterly sweet. Serene.
There was something disarming about her softness, a cloying warmth that slipped past all his defenses. His fingers threaded through her hair, gently stroking it as he bent forward to brush a kiss over her lips. gvlnovom opens doors to fiction He had meant to stop there. But the moment he felt her skin, the calm he'd tried to anchor unraveled. The hunger stirred to life again. His lips trailed downward, slow and deliberate, unable to resist the pull.
Corrine's breathing remained steady, soft and slow, but the growing pressure drew her from sleep, and she stirred faintly.
Her long lashes fluttered like wings trembling against the breeze, then slowly lifted. Drowsily, she looked up. The bedside lamp cast soft shadows across Nate's sculpted features, sharpening the angles of his face, making him look both unreal and impossibly handsome.
She murmured softly, "I'm so tired." Nate's laugh was low and velvety, brushing against her skin like a warm caress. “Then sleep,” he whispered.
At his words, her face relaxed into a peaceful smile, and she nestled m closer, slipping back into slumber within the safety of his embrace.
About an hour later, Nate stepped out of the room, fully dressed, and m entered the next room.
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