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    Yvonne pressed against him, trying to pull away, her voice barely a whisper. He paused, concern slipping into his voice. “Did I go too far?” She gave him a flustered look, cheeks turning red. “Why do you keep doing that?”


    His voice dropped low. “Don’t you like it?”


    Without waiting, he pulled her in again and kissed her once more. His hands moved gently around her waist, steady and slow. Her body stiffened, then softened under his touch.


    What started as resistance gave way to something less certain—shaky breaths, a hand resting on his arm. The moment took hold. He leaned in deeper, lost in it. Whatever distance had stood between them flickered out like a me snuffed by the wind.


    Rays of sunlight streamed through the windows, heralding the arrival of a new morning.


    Yvonne reached out to the space beside her, but only felt a lingering warmth instead of the strong, hard body that should have been lying there.


    Her eyes flew open. Norton was already gone.


    She pulled back her arm and clutched the edge of the nket as scenes fromst night shed in her mind. The more she remembered, the redder her face got.


    When she couldn’t take it anymore, she ducked under the nkets, squirming and squealing in a mix of excitement and embarrassment.


    She had been in high spirits after her interview yesterday and might have drunk a little too much. If she had known it would lead her to kissing Norton senseless, she might have held back on the drinks.


    “Yvonne?” came Norton’s voice from the door, startling her into sitting up straight.


    “What are you doing?” he asked with a soft chuckle.


    “Are you still here?” Yvonne sputtered out, her face hotter than ever.


    “I made you some breakfast.”


    “I see. Thanks. Now hurry up and go.” Yvonne made a shooing motion with her hand. Then she scrambled out of bed and rushed to the bathroom before he could respond.


    Could things get even more embarrassing? To think that Norton had caught her in such a cringey moment!


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    Yvonne leaned against the door and took a couple of deep breaths to calm herself. She waited until her cheeks had cooled before she washed up.


    By the time she was done, Norton had already left for work.


    Just like he had said, a breakfast spread was waiting for her on the table, the dishes still steaming with warmth.


    Yvonne took a seat, stared at the feast before her, and sighed. She never imagined that Norton had such a thoughtful side.


    She happily ate her breakfast, then proceeded with organizing her notes from yesterday’s interview.


    Morse had already called, asking about her progress, so she needed to wrap everything up and send it over as soon as possible.


    As she went over the transcript, she noticed a key detail she hadpletely missed before—Frank had only started giving her more substantial answers after she mentioned the theme of “Hope Amidst the mes of War.”


    She hovered her cursor over the title, feeling a wave of gratitude toward Norton well up in her chest.


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