Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 92

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 92

Unexpectedly, David suddenly stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Rachel’s slender waist, firmly locking her in his arms.

The cold elegant fragrance instantly enveloped Rachel.

Rachel was caught off guard and directly fell into David’s arms. The two of them were pressed tightly against each other. Even through the thin material of the clothes, Rachel could still clearly feel the unusually hot temperature of David’s body.

Even David’s breathing was at a different temperature from before.

David’s hot breath sprayed on Rachel’s face, sweeping the hair at her temples, causing her fingertips to curl up slightly, and her ears unknowingly turned red.

A little shy, Rachel pushed at David’s chest. “I’ll get your medicine.”

“Don’t move.” David’s low and hoarse voice sounded above Rachel’s head.

The short sentence sounded like a command, but also like coaxing, which was irresistible.

Rachel stopped struggling and let David hug her like an obedient rag doll.

Perhaps Because David sensed that Rachel in his arms was

gradually relaxing, his hand on her waist gradually relaxed a little. David rested his chin on Rachel’s shoulder. “Rae–Rae is such a good girl.”

As he spoke, David rubbed his head against Rachel’s neck like a good and clingy dog.

Rachel was tickled by David’s hair and couldn’t help but shrink back. Rachel reached out and pushed his shoulder. “It tickles.”

However, in the end, Rachel almost fell from David’s arms.

Rachel’s face instantly turned pale in fear. She instinctively reached

out her arm and hooked it around David’s neck, barely stabilizing her center of gravity.