Chapter 1028:


    Wrapping his arms firmly around her waist, he anchored her in ce.


    “There! Now you can’t escape. Aurora, admit it. You’ve been keeping an eye on me for a while, haven’t you?”


    Her frustration spilled over, and she huffed, half-amused and half-exasperated. “Fine, fine! Yes, I’ve been paying attention to you, okay? Now let me go—my back is killing me!”


    Realizing her difort, Dunn eased her predicament in a way only he could. With surprising strength, he lifted her effortlessly and set her down on the table. Aurora’s difort evaporated, reced by shock and confusion. Sitting on the table, she found her arms somehow wrapped around his neck.


    The sunlight streamed through the window, bathing the room in a golden glow. It lit up the gauze over Dunn’s eyes, softening his features into something almost ethereal. Through the white fabric, she could make out the faint outline of his closed eyes.


    Neither of them was practiced in this art. Their inexperience showed in the flush creeping up their necks, spreading to their ears. Dunn silently thanked the gauze for concealing the vulnerability etched on his face, while Aurora felt relief that he couldn’t see the riot of emotions dancing across hers.


    “Dunn?”


    The sound of her voice sent a ripple through him, tightening the knot of tension in his lower abdomen. His hand, which had been resting hesitantly on her waist, moved upward with careful deliberation. Slowly, he cupped the back of her head. He leaned in, guided not by sight but by instinct, his lips brushing hers. Their first kiss was nothing more than a fleeting touch, tentative and unembellished, entirely devoid of urgency or expectation.


    Yet, it carried the weight of something profound—a quiet acknowledgment of the shift in their rtionship.


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    Aurora couldn’t bring herself to close her eyes, determined to imprint every detail of this moment into her memory. Some things were simply innate, as natural as a river knowing its course to the sea.


    Though unpracticed, Dunn had seen enough, read enough, and absorbed enough to know what came next. But all that knowledge faded in the face of reality. This wasn’t about technique or borrowed wisdom. This was about her, about them, about something that demanded its own, uncharted approach.


    He realized then that caution wasn’t what Aurora needed. What she deserved was not hesitation, but a memory painted with care and warmth.


    Leaning in once more, he kissed her again. His tongue brushed against her teeth, seeking entrance in a way that was both gentle and insistent. Aurora clenched her fists tightly.


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