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    Ellie’s need for air finally forced him to break the kiss, though clearly, he hadn’t had his fill.


    “Achoo!” Ellie sneezed again, bending away. As she tried to speak, Kaiden pushed her against the wall to kiss her again. This kiss was more intense, almost punishing.


    Ellie felt a twinge of pain, struggling for breath as she pounded on his chest. “Hmmp!”


    Kaiden finally released her when her breath becamebored. His gaze was lustful, and his hand, which had been cradling her head, slid down to the back of her neck.


    He held it gently yet firmly, akin to how one would hold a delicate kitten, and spoke in a low, raspy voice. “Ellie, do you remember who I am to you? Huh?”


    Ellie, gasping for air, met his eyes.


    His hand had found its way to the front of her jeans.


    “My husband. You’re my husband,” she managed to say, quickly grasping his hand, uncertain of his intentions.


    Kaiden nodded, a look of satisfaction crossing his face. “Good, you remember.”


    He then withdrew his hand from her clothing.


    Ellie realized then that this was Kaiden’s way of reprimanding her for not informing him about her business trip.


    She had been nearly breathless from his intense kiss. Annoyed, she red at him, muttering, “If you catch my cold, you’ll only have yourself to me.”


    Kaiden, nonchnt, tossed his coat onto the shoe cab and proceeded further into the room.


    Ellie, unable to bear the sight of his coat lying there, hesitated for a moment before hanging it up.


    Standing by the bed and loosening his tie, Kaiden said, “I’ll drive you back to the set tomorrow morning.”


    Ellie had nned to use her work as an excuse to leave, but his words thwarted her n.


    “But I don’t have a change of clothes or pajamas.”


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    Kaiden fetched a white shirt from the wardrobe and handed it to her. “This will have to do.”


    Ellie was speechless. She didn’t want to “make do,” but requesting pajamas would only prompt him to buy them immediately, which seemed more embarrassing.


    Resigned, she took the shirt and headed to the bathroom, nearly colliding with Kaiden, who had stopped abruptly in front of her.


    “Mrs. Thorpe, are you nning to join me for a bath?” Kaiden raised his eyebrows yfully.


    Ellie snapped back to reality. “No! You go first,” she blurted out, her mind foggy from the cold.


    An hourter, Ellie emerged from the bathroom to find Kaiden lounging against the headboard, engrossed in hisptop.


    He looked up briefly, his gaze lingering on her in his shirt before he quickly averted his eyes, masking the intensity within them. The way she looked in his shirt made him want to strip her naked. Ellie noticed an extra ss of water on the nightstand, under whichy a note with the bold directive: “Take your medication.”


    The water, slightly green, clearly contained cold medicine granules.


    She felt a wave of reluctance.


    Tap! Tap!


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