Golden Melody

Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Blue City — Guest Room

Jayson gently laid Miexha down on the bed.

Her skin burned beneath his touch.

His own body didn't feel right either.

Heat lingered under his skin, his thoughts slightly unfocused, like something was pulling him away from clarity.

"Miexha..." he murmured under his breath.

She shifted, her breathing uneven.

"Jayson..."

That one word almost broke him.

He exhaled slowly, forcing control back into his lungs.

"Wait here," he said quietly.

Out of habit, he moved toward the bathroom, grabbing a damp towel. He splashed cold water onto his face, gripping the edge of the sink as he tried to ground himself.

Something's wrong.

Not just her.

Him too.

And that scared him more.

When he returned, his jacket was gone, his collar loosened, sleeves slightly rolled.

Miexha had pushed herself up, her back to him.

"Can you... help me?" she asked softly, turning her back slightly.

Jayson paused—
Just for a second.
Then stepped closer.

His fingers found the zipper of her gown, lowering it carefully.

It was nothing new.

He had taken care of her like this before.

He forced the thought away.

Carefully, he used the damp towel to wipe the sweat from her shoulders, his movements gentle.

But the moment his hand brushed her skin—
His breath faltered.

"Hmmm"
Miexha let out a soft sound, leaning slightly toward him.

It wasn't intentional.

But it made him hard.

"Jayson..." she whispered again, her voice softer, unfocused.

His name.
Not someone else's.

That alone shook him.

He tried to keep his movements steady, but his thoughts were slipping.

Her hand reached for his sleeve.

Pulling him just a little closer.

Their faces met.

For a brief second—
He stopped thinking.

Then she leaned in.
And kissed him.

Seeking something familiar.

Jayson froze.

Then responded.

Because it felt too familiar.

Miexha unbuttoned and removed his polo.

They pulled apart slightly, both catching their breath.

Miexha leaned forward again, resting against him, her fingers gripping his belt.

"Sleep with me... please..." she whispered.

Jayson's heart pounded.

Everything inside him pulled in two directions.