Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 452

"Edith told me to get them."

Gregory's eyes were fixed on mine, his voice laden with meaning. "She said if I'm serious about pursuing you, I should always be ready to move in together, and have all these feminine products stocked up."

My cheeks flushed. "Who said anything about moving in? Besides, we're just friends right now!"

"Alright, alright,"

He pulled me closer, his lips meeting mine in a brief, sparkling kiss. "Friends who can kiss and hug. Are you satisfied with that?"

"Stop it, you're being a rascal!"

I felt a mix of embarrassment and annoyance, quickly standing up to escape his hold.

Gregory grasped my wrist, looking up at me. "Then what are we, according to you?"

"I'm not telling."

I shot him a look. "Since when does the person being pursued have to make the first move?"

"What about my birthday present, then?"

I sensed a slight shift in his mood, planning to give him his gift later, but now I didn't want to wait any longer. "Your present... just give me a second!"

With that, I hurried upstairs, returning with the gift I had initially prepared for him.

"Happy Birthday!"

I handed him a rectangular gift box and a paper bag.

One was the gift I'd prepared beforehand.

The other was a last-minute purchase from the night before.

Gregory raised an eyebrow. "Two gifts?"

I teased, "You can only pick one if you want."

"I want both."

He stretched out his hands, taking both gifts from me.

The paper bag bore a luxury brand logo, but he opted to open the rectangular box first.

Inside, neatly folded, was a T-shirt with a rabbit emblem I had embroidered myself on the left chest.

"Did you design this yourself?"

His voice was deep and longing. He repeated, "I, want, you."

My body tensed up!

Maybe it was spending too many years around Christine, but my first thought was to say, "Take it easy, I'm on my period..."

But then Gregory's cool lips brushed against my ear, seductively coaxing, "Jane, dear Jane, from today, be Gregory's girlfriend, will you?"

My heart raced uncontrollably.

Every word seemed to tap on my eardrum, sending a tingling sensation through my entire body.

His eyes held mine, intense and focused, earnestly waiting for my response.

It felt as though time had stopped.

I quickly looked away, afraid my racing heart would give me away.

Trying to sound composed and not like a smitten girl, but my lips betrayed me, curving up slightly, "Okay..."

Before I could finish, he chuckled softly, leaning in to seal my lips with his.

Between breaths, I was enveloped in his scent - a refreshing mix of mint and a hint of tobacco, strangely harmonious and intoxicating.