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Chapter 442 Despite the effects of the drug, I was embarrassingly flustered.
In the next moment, he nibbled atagain, lightly. His eyes sparkled as he perfunctorily addressed the person on the other end of the line, "Got it, wise beyond your years," and then he hung up.
His lips found the corner of mine again, whispering, "May I?" This man did it on purpose. He hadn't asked before biting me.
My heart was pounding, and in a moment of boldness, I shut my eyes, wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, and kissed him first, I felt my ears burning up.
But it was okay. I could blit on the drug.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGregory seemed pleased. He kissedgently, cherishing each moment, his voice low and husky, laughter spilling between our lips, “Just friends?" The question was a boomerang.
He's been holding grudges since he was a kid.
My consciousness started to blur. "Mmm..." "Mmm?" He bitlightly, pullingback to a semblance of awareness, "How many 'just friends' likedo you have?" "None..." My eyes were tightly shut, lost in his kisses, I murmured, "Only you, Gregory, only you." "When things went south, you didn't call me. Even when you got your memory back, you kept it from me." Gregory's lips brushed against my ear, “You really do treatlike a ‘just friend, colder than with your ex, much colder." My fingers tangled in his soft hair, trying to explain with the little lucidity I had left, "It's not like that. It just so happened Bryant was there too. I didn't know who drugged me, couldn't trust anyone else." "Oh..." He chuckled, his hand slowly moving down, caressing the soft flesh of my waist. "Glad you finally decided to speak up; I thought you were going to stay silent again." 1/2 10.0 I knew he was referring to the past two years.
I decided to play the "mute" he accusedof being, staying silent.
His warm lips left my cheek, and for a long moment, there was no movement, the air thick with tension.
Finally, a soft sigh filled the room, tinged with resignation.
He moved at last, his defined fingers gripping my ankle, slipping off my high heels.
He paused, as if checking for any blisters or sores from the shoes.
As my blurry eyes met his, filled with desire, I read the unspoken offer.
"Do you want to?" Classic Gregory.
Outwardly rebellious, the quintessential bad boy.
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Yet, he had been unwavering in his search forfor pyer two decades. But his underlying motive was love, not possession.
Even now, presented with the perfect opportunity.
He still chose to sweepup in his arms, pressing his lips passionately against mine before heading towards the bathroom. "Your legs..." The drug had hithard, slurring my speech into soft whispers.
It was clear how much the person who druggeddespised me.
Gregory, carryingeffortlessly, reassured, "Carrying you is no trouble atalh"