𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘀 𝗧𝗼𝗼 𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿 His 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲
"Fuck, whenever you're in my arms, I feel like I might crush you. You're so delicate," he said, kissing her cheek.
"Huh?"
"It took me three years to hug you, and today you let him hug you...
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"Can you say yes? I’ll show you how much I adore you, letting my lips and hands confess the obsession I feel every time I'm near you."
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"Coffee?" I asked him, offering the cup since it was late and he was still working.
He's our guest, and I should take care of him. My mother used to do the same whenever we had guests staying over.
"Well, thank you so much. You’re the first person who’s ever offered me coffee while I'm working this late at night. It feels really special. Thank you for thinking of me," he said, taking a sip of the coffee.
I was about to leave when he asked, "What do you study?"
"Computer Science. I'm in my last year," I replied, feeling unsure whether I should stay or go back to my room.
"You must be 21 then. You're quite young. I’m 27," he said casually. I nodded, acknowledging the age difference but not knowing how to respond.
Just as I was about to leave, he appeared at the doorway. "Lili, what are you doing here?" he asked, stepping into the guest room.
"She brought me coffee," his brother replied before I could say anything.
"I was looking for you," he said to me, his tone changing as he grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the guest room.
"Why did you make him coffee at this hour? If he wants coffee, he can make it himself. There's no need to take care of him like he's a child," he said, his voice stern.
"But he's our guest," I responded softly, trying to explain.
"Forget it. Let's go to bed," he said, guiding me towards our room.
"Can I check on Ruby once?" I asked, worried since my baby was sleeping in the hall.
"I already checked. She's fine," he reassured me, though there was still a hint of frustration in his voice.
Then, without another word, he pulled me into bed beside him, his arms wrapping around me as we lay down. I rested my head on his broad arm, feeling the warmth of his embrace. Despite everything, I couldn't help but feel safe, nestled close to him.
"I missed you," he whispered, leaning in to place soft kisses on my cheek, then trailing them along my jawline and down to my shoulder and neck. He always did this before we fell asleep, and I was comfortable with it now.
"You look so beautiful tonight," he said, his voice low and warm.
"I can tell you're blushing, even in the dark," he added, and I felt my cheeks heat up. I tried to shift away, feeling shy under his gaze.
But he pulled me even closer by my waist, his grip firm yet gentle. "Lili," he murmured, his voice sending a shiver down my spine.
Suddenly, I felt his hand slide inside my shirt, and my body reacted with a jolt. His hand was cold against my warm skin, making me bite my lip in surprise.
