Chapter 441 Reunion Kiss
Chapter 441 Reunion Kiss
His mouth found her cheeks first, drinking in the tears before they could fall.
+10 <b>Free </b>Coins
The warm salt dampened his lips, thawing the cold that always seemed to cling to him.
<i>These </i>tears… <i>Are </i><i>they </i><i>really </i><i>for </i><i>me</i><i>? </i>
Each time he had jolted awake from the nightmare of losing her, pain had wrapped around his ribs like iron bands. Now, drop by drop, her tears washed that darkness away.
Through a shimmering veil of tears, Quinn looked up at Julius. “I—”
His mouth crashed onto hers, silencing the word before it could form.
Her eyes flew wide, disbelief flickering in their depths as the man she loved filled her vision and stole her breath.
<i>He’s </i><i>kissing </i><i>me</i><i>? </i>
Since the moment they found each other again, this was the first time he had kissed her.
The kiss was a fierce, consuming thing–as though he meant to swallow every shard of her, to make certain she could never slip away again.
The world narrowed to heat and the rasp of shared breath until she almost forgot how to breathe at all.
“Julius… I—” Her lips edged back, trying to find words between the storm of his.
He caught her chin and chased her mouth once more, greedy, desperate, as if proving something only he understood.
His free arm circled her waist and hauled her closer, locking her against the hard ne of his chest.
He held her so tightly it felt as if he meant to fuse her heart to his.
When the kiss finally broke, only ragged breathing filled the space between them.
Chest to chest, he pressed his lips to her ear and whispered on a broken rush of air. “Quinn, don’t soothe me with pretty words. I’ll fall apart.”
“No lies,” she breathed. “Every word is true.”
<b>47 </b>
Chapter 441 Reunion Kiss
+10 Free Coins
The room spun. He toppled with her onto the couch, teeth grazing the delicate shell of her ear until tremors chased down her spine.
His mouth forged a slow path south, stopping at the fragile hollow of her corbone.
“Do you still want me?” The question rumbled against her skin.
His lean body was wound tight, veins stark beneath skin, a sheen of sweat gathering at his brow.
This time, the sweat was born of desire, not nightmare.
Quinn looked up. One word from her–no–and he would let every spark die and step away.
But this was the first time he had reached for her in so long. Refusal was unthinkable.
“I want you.” One arm looped around his neck while the other freed the buttons of his shirt. She tipped his jaw and kissed him, earning a fiercer reply.
“Say it again,” he growled, movement urgent, voice rough with plea. “Say you regret leaving me.”
Gasping, she brushed his lips with hers. “I regret it–regret breaking up with you. Julius, I regret it.”
She kept repeating the words, praying that each confession might chase his nightmares a little farther into the past.
Quinn pressed her palms together inside her mind, willing Julius to drift into a sleep stitched only with gentle dreams, the kind that smelled of sunshine on linen.
More than anything, she refused to let herself be the demon that stalked his darkness.
Realizing she might already have stepped into that terrible role stabbed her with a pain so sudden and raw she could hardly breathe.
<i>Tap</i><i>! </i>
A single teardropnded, tiny yet thunderous in the hush. Julius‘ breath caught. More tears followed, hot and clear, slipping from hisshes and falling onto Quinn’s chest, each drop searing her skin like liquid ember.
Her own heart convulsed, twisting on itself in helpless sympathy.
She stared at his face inches from hers, stunned by its vulnerability. “Julius?” she whispered.
<b>16:05 </b>
Tue<b>, </b><b>Sep </b><b>30 </b>
47
Chapter 441 Reunion Kiss
<i>Is </i>he… crying?
+10 Free Coins
Another tear fell, sliding into the tracks her own tears had left, their sorrows pooling together indistinguishably. <fnb1c3> This content belongs to Find_Novel(.</fnb1c3>
“Quinn, why… why do you love me only so little? Why can’t you love me just a little more?”
The plea pierced her like shrapnel; pain blossomed deeper still.
She lifted her trembling hand and brushed the wetness from his cheek. “I’m sorry. I won’t fail you again.”
I’ll <i>show </i>him, <i>day </i><i>after </i><i>day</i><i>, </i><i>how </i><i>boundless </i><i>my </i><i>love </i><i>can </i><i>grow</i>.
The next morning, Quinn woke aching from waist to shoulder, every muscle softly protesting the previous night’s reckless abandon.
By the end, she had lost count of how many times she and Julius had tangled together.
If Laura ever heard about it, she would certainly quip that the two of them were “determined spirits in damaged bodies.” After all, Julius‘ leg cast had only juste off, and Quinn’s bandages had only yesterday been removed.
She opened her eyes to an empty side of the bed. Relief drifted in, quickly chased by <i>a </i>faint, inexplicable loneliness.
After washing up, she slipped into her clothes.
The vivid marks blooming along her neck were impossible to miss. She had packed no high- cored top, no scarf. So she let her hair fall loose, letting the dark strands curtain the evidence ofst night’s kisses.
Stepping into the living room, she found Julius on the couch beside the floor–to–ceiling window, a book open in his long fingers.
He wore a white shirt and ivory trousers, sunlight pouring over him like watered silk. With his head bowed, the elegant line of his throat looked almost sculptural.
For a heartbeat, four words rose unbidden in her mind–peace and joy.
The hush, the harmony, the mere sight of him filled her with a quiet joy.
If the rest of their days could unfold in this warm, unhurried hush, she thought, that would be enough.
: