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    However, as she began to rise, Nate, who had appeared to be deep in sleep, suddenly wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close and intensifying their kiss.


    Surprise widened Corrine’s eyes.


    “You think you can just kiss me and walk away?” Nate whispered, his voice low against her lips, his eyes sparkling with a yful challenge.


    Blushing, Corrine averted her eyes.


    “When did you wake up?”


    “When you left to take the call,” Nate replied.


    A slight annoyance flickered in Corrine’s eyes.


    “You’ve been pretending to sleep all along?”


    Nate’s eyebrow arched, his attention turning to her lips.


    “I had nned to rest for a while longer, but then I received an unexpected kiss.”


    Corrine was at a loss for words. So, he had been ying the waiting game the whole time?


    She cast him a look that mixed yful reproach with fondness, and then rose from the bed to leave.


    Nate refused to let her go. With a swift motion, he seized her wrist, drew her close, and reversed their positions, now pinning her underneath him.


    “What are you doing?” Corrine’s voice held a note of caution as her eyes narrowed.


    He looked down at her defensively crossed arms, his grin widening.


    “Didn’t you kiss me first?”


    “And what if I did?” she retorted.


    “I owe you one in return. You can’t just escape like that.”


    Corrine’s eyes widened, taken aback.


    Suddenly, Nate towered over her, his shadow falling across her as he kissed her, his cool scent surrounding her.


    Nate savored the mix of astonishment and annoyance in her eyes, his amusement growing. His kiss was forceful and insistent, overwhelming her senses.


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    Nate’s arm was firm beside her head, and he held her chin tightly, ensuring she couldn’t turn away.


    The tension in the room escted, the air thickening as their proximity bred a more profound intimacy. Slowly, her logical thinking began to fade. His kiss, a blend of gentleness and fierce longing, seemed to im her entirely. His hand wandered to her waist, skimming the hem of her shirt, his fingers igniting a trail of tension along her skin.


    Corrine momentarily feared he might go too far, her gaze sharpening with vignce. However, Nate maintained his boundaries, just holding her closely with his hand resting gently on her waist. Even so, Corrine’s body remained tense.


    After what felt like an eternity, Nate eased back, his lips parting from hers but his gaze stillden with longing. He nestled his face into her neck, inhaling deeply.


    The subtle fragrance of her skin teased his senses, unleashing thoughts more wild and unruly.


    A faint twitch crossed Nate’s brow, and after a momentary pause, he released a heavy breath.


    “You’re really driving me crazy.”


    With narrowed eyes and a teasing grin, Corrine responded, “Are you flipping this on me? Wasn’t it you who refused to let me go? Now you’re suggesting that I’m to me?”


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