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His Heart 115

    Chapter <b>115 </b>


    <b>Sean’s </b><b>heart </b>softened <b>so </b>fast<b>, </b><b>it </b>was almost ridiculous<b>. </b>


    His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. His voice came out rough, barely more than a whisper.


    <b>“</b>Fine. <b>Just </b>one kiss<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    The next second, something warm and soft brushed against <b>his </b>cheek.


    A red lipstick mark bloomed on his wless, pale face, adding an almost disheveled beauty that made him even more maic.


    Sean froze in his tracks. His pupils contracted, and his heart rate spiked like it might burst through his chest.


    Where her lips had touched, his skin tingled. It felt electric, like a jolt had shot straight through him. Every nerve in his body lit up all at once.


    She <b>was </b><b>so </b>close. The scent of wine mixed with her natural <b>sweetness </b>filled his <b>senses</b>, fogging up his brain. He could barely breathe.


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    His breaths came faster now. His chest rose and fell as heat rolled through him.


    <b>“</b>Lottie<b>…</b><b>” </b>he rasped, her name catching on the edge of his breath.


    Charlotte waspletely out of it, unaware of how devastatingly seductive she looked. Sean was a man with limits and she was testing <b>every </b>single one.


    And she wasn’t done.


    Charlotte, emboldened by the alcohol<b>, </b><b>acted </b>on every impulse. One kiss wasn’t enough. She tugged on the cor of his shirt and leaned in again, brushing her lips against <b>his </b>jaw<b>. </b>


    <b>“</b>Sean…” she murmured, the end of her <b>voice </b>lilting like a sweet tease.


    More <b>kisses </b>followed, like gentle raindrops falling one by one.


    Sean held his breath. It felt like ants crawling over his skin and feathers brushing against his heart. It was a soft and <b>sweet </b>torture<b>. </b>


    Ian groaned dramatically from a few <b>feet </b>away<b>, </b>covering <b>his </b><b>eyes</b><b>. </b><b>“</b><b>Nope</b><b>. </b>Can’t watch this<b>. </b>Someone take me out.”


    <b>But </b><b>of </b><b>course</b>, he peeked through his fingers <b>anyway</b>.


    Jordan nced at him and smirked. <b>“</b><b>If </b><b>you’re </b>that curious<b>, </b>just watch like a normal person. I’ve never seen Sean like this <b>before</b>. This is rare stuff<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    Ian shook his head in disbelief. <b>“</b><b>Is </b>that really our Sean? <b>For </b><b>years</b><b>, </b><b>women </b>threw <b>themselves </b><b>at </b>him and he never <b>even </b>blinked. I honestly thought he <b>wasn’t </b>into girls <b>But </b>now? One little move from Charlotte and he’s gone–game <b>over</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>


    Sean was <b>dizzy </b>from the <b>kisses</b><b>, </b>drunk on her lips and her scent. His voice <b>was </b>low and hoarse as he gently coaxed her,


    <b>“</b>Lottie<b>, </b>sweetheart<b>, </b>that’s enough. <b>Be </b><b>good</b><b>, </b>okay?”


    <b>But </b>even as he spoke, he didn’t slow down. <b>He </b>quickened his <b>pace</b><b>, </b>long strides carrying <b>him </b>out of <b>the </b>bar in a hurry.


    He had to <b>get </b>her home betore hepletely lost control<b>. </b>


    The Rolls–Royce Cullinan <b>sped </b>down the road.


    Charlotte was curled <b>up </b>in the passenger seat<b>, </b>humming and mumbling incoherently. One moment she was calling <b>his </b>name<b>, </b>the next she was sweetly begging for kisses and cuddles.


    <b>Sean’s </b>heart <b>was </b><b>a </b>mess.


    His low voice filled the car<b>, </b>thick with restraint.


    <b>“</b><b>Baby</b><b>, </b>you have to stop. <b>If </b>you keep talking like <b>that</b>, I swear–I’m gonna lose it.”


    The interior glowed dimly<b>, </b>the lights outside flickering through the windows like a moving kaleidoscope of color.


    Sean kept his eyes on the road. Charlotte leaned against the door, her messy hair falling across her flushed <b>face</b><b>, </b>shadowing her dazed, sleepy gaze.


    When they finally pulled <b>up </b>in front <b>of </b><b>her </b>apartment, <b>Sean </b>parked, got out, and opened her door. <b>He </b>leaned in to unbuckle <b>her </b>seatbelt and carefully scooped her into his arms.


    She must have worn herself out. <b>Now</b>, she was quiet in his embrace, her breathing soft and steady. She waspletely asleep.


    Sean stood tall<b>, </b>nearly six–foot–tluer<b>, </b>and Charlotte was so small and light in his arms<b>, </b>curled <b>against </b>his chest like she belonged there.


    Seeing her <b>like </b>that, fast asleep and clinging to him<b>, </b>his steps slowed instinctively. He walked gently<b>, </b><b>careful </b>not to jostle het awake.


    At her door<b>, </b>he used her fingerprint to unlock it, then pushed it open and tumed on the lights.


    The apartment was neat and <b>cozy</b><b>, </b>clean lines and warm light.
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