<b>Chapter </b><b>449 </b>
Out on the grasnds, Charlotte and Scan kissed for a long time.
<b>It </b>had been so long since they’d shared anything this intimate. In their everyday interactions, both had been trying hard to suppress their feelings, keeping everything just beneath the surface.
But after days of restraint, their longing and desire had built up until it overflowed. Once the dam broke, there was no stopping it.
By the time they pulled apart, Charlotte’s lips were slightly swollen
Their breathing was quick and unsteady, hearts pounding with everything left unsaid.
The rest of the day passed in a haze for Charlotte. Everything felt surreal, like she was walking through a dream.
Even that night, after they returned to the hotel, she was still dazed
They sat together on a long wooden bench in the quiet garden outside.
Sean held her close, his voice low and hoarse. “Lottie, let’s get back together. Okay?”
The summer night breeze was warm and soft, carrying the faint heat of the day. The garden lights glowed dimly.
Sean’s dark eyes were filled with a quiet intensity, and his voice was gentle, almost cautious,ced with nervous hope. He didn’t even dare to breathe as he waited for her reply.
Leaning against his chest, Charlotte gave the smallest nod. “Okay
Just one word, but it lifted a weight from both their hearts.
The thunder in Sean’s chest finally began to quiet. His lips curled into a soft smile.
He opened his palm, revealing a single fruit candy.
Charlotte nced at it, puzzled. “Why are you carrying candy around?”
He chuckled, clearly in a good mood. “The hotel owner’s daughter gave it to me earlier. I saved it for you.”
She picked it up and studied the wrapper. “Peach vor. My favorite.”
Unwrapping it, she popped the candy into her mouth. The sweetness spread across her tongue.
They sat together, leaning into each other, the night breeze brushing past them gently. It was peaceful, almost perfect. Time seemed to slow down just for them.
“Is it sweet?” Sean asked suddenly.
Charlotte still had the candy in her mouth, so she answered slowly, “Yeah, it’s really sweet.”
Sean’s voice dropped, low and maic. “Sweeter than you?”
The night was so quiet, she could hear the breeze whispering through the leaves.
Maybe it was the lingering heat in the air, but Charlotte’s face started to flush.
Just as she was about to change the subject<b>, </b>Sean spoke again.
<b>“</b>Kiss me?”
Charlotte blinked. “What? Why now?”
He gave azy grin. “I want to know just how sweet that candy is.
He really knew how to flirt.
<b>It </b><b>felt </b>like <b>even </b>the air had grown warmer. Charlotte gave him a <b>small</b>, flustered re<b>. </b><b>“</b>We already kissed earlier. For a <b>long </b><b>time</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
‘<b>Not </b>enough.” Sean turned to her and gently lifted her chin, his dark eyes locked onto hers. “Can I, Lottie?”
She gave the tiniest nod, barely a whisper. “Mm.”
Sean heard it.
His lips curved into a tender smile, his gaze melting with
The next moment, he leaned in, his face suddenly close. He tilted his head just slightly and pressed his lips to hers.
Charlotte’s nerves went taut. Staring at his impossibly handsome face so close, she forgot to close her eyes.
This time, Sean closed his first.
His lips brushed against hers, warm and featherlight, as soft as a whisper.
Charlotte’s breath caught.
At first, his kiss was light and tentative, almost shy. Just when she thought it would end there, his tongue brushed against her lips, gently parting them.
In an instant, the kiss deepened.
What started as a gentle touch turned into something far more intense.
Their lips moved together, soft and lingering, full of everything they hadn’t said.
Charlotte’s heart skipped wildly out of rhythm.
The peach vor of the candy filled her mouth.
Her heart was racing, and she was starting to feel breathless.
Sean cradled her chin in one hand, keeping her close<b>, </b>not letting her pull away.
His rough fingertips traced along her jaw, sending a shiver down her spine.
He kissed with such ease, such purpose, that Charlotte didn’t stand a chance–and truthfully, she didn’t want one.
She didn’t want to resist him.
No idea how much time passed before they broke apart.
Her face was flushed, her skin burning like the warmth had seeped in from the inside out. It felt like her entire body was humming with the aftermath, wrapped in a heat that had nothing to do with the summer air.
<b>Chapter </b><b>450 </b>