Chapter50
Avelinewasstunned!Whatwasgoingonwithhim?Washenotfullyconscious?
Shebegantostruggleviolently,butthedisparityinstrengthbetweenthembecameevident.Herstrugglesonlyseemedto
provoke himfurther.Hegrabbedbothofherwristswithonehandandpinnedthemaboveherhead.
Hisscorchingbreathtraileddownfromherlips,sendingachicrossherchest,quicklyfollowedbyheatandwetness.
Aveline’seyeswidened.“Lucas,whatareyoudoing?”
Wasn’thesupposedtobesick?Yet,heseemedsofullofenergy.Ordidhemistakeherforanotherwoman?
Sophia?
Thethoughtpiercedherheart,andshefiercelykneedhim.
AllofLucas’smovementsstopped,hisheavybodycopsingontopofher.
“Getup!”Avelwistedufortablybeneathhim.
Inresponse,Lucasbitdownangrilyonhercorbone.“Aveline,doyouwanttoliveasawidow?“!
So,heknewwhoshewas?But…
“Areyoumistaken?We’reabouttogetdivorced.HowcouldIbeawidow?”Aveline’sbreathingwaserratic.
“Getup!”sherepeated.
Herkneeinghimhadn’tbeenforceful,justanattempttosnaphim
outofit.
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Lucasdidn’tmove,stillloomingoverherheavily.
“Whyareyouhere?”Afteralongpause,hishusky,lowvoicereachedherears.
Avelinereplied,“YoushouldaskyourselfwhyyoucalledmeinsteadofMr.ke.”
Thesilencegrewheavier.
Feelingufortablewithherhandsrestrained,Avelineshifted.”Letgoofme.”
“Letyougo,soyoucanrunaway?”hesuddenlysaid,leavingherbewildered.
“Lucas,areyouawakeorconfused?”Avelineasked,puzzled.Wasn’thesupposedtobedivorcingher?Wasn’thesupposedtobewithSophia?Whywashesayingsuchambiguousthings?
Didheevenknowwhathewassaying?
Lucasliftedhishead,andAvelinesawitclearlythistime.Hiseyeswerestillcloudedckinganyrity.Hewasn’tfullyconscious.
“What’swrongwithyou?”Aveline’sbrowsknittedinconcern.
“Ifeelterrible,”hesaidsuddenly,hisvoicedeeper.
Then,heslowlyleanedcloser,asiftestingthewaters,andkissedthecornerofhermouth.
“Helpme?”hemurmured.
Avelinewasstartled,herheartracing.
Asshewascaughtoffguard,hekissedthecornerofhermouthagain.“Hmm?”
Hekeptkissingher,repeatedlyasking,insistingonananswer.
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Avelineshouldhaverefused.Sheshouldhavesteeledherselfandwalkedaway.But….
Theyweren’tdivorcedyet.
Doingwhatmarriedcouplesdowasn’tagainstthw.
Aveline’slongeyshestrembledasheleanedintokissheragain.Sheslightlyturnedherhead,offeringhertenderlipstohim.
Takingthisasaresponse,thistimeLucasdidn’tpuway.Instead,hedeepenedthekiss.
Theairgrewhotter,andtheroom’stemperaturerose.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!
Avelineclosedhereyes,thinkingthiswasprobablythsttimeshewouldindulgewithhim.Shedecidedtoletherselfgpletely,atleastfortonight,ha
washers.
Thenextday.
Avelineopenedhereyesatdawn.Memoriesofthepreviousnightfloodedhermind,andshepressedherlipsintoathinline.
ncingatthestill–sleepingLucas,shequietlyliftedthenketandgotoutofbed,intendingtoleave.
Butinthenextsecond,anarmwrappedaroundherwaist,pullingherback.
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