Chapter 302
“You fancy me, don’t you?” His seductive tone drifted into her ear with warmth. “I can feel it.”
His tone was decisive, and confidence was the only thing in his peach blossom eyes that had glazed over.
Madeline found herself slightly at a loss with how close they were and the words he was saying.
“You’re drunk,” Madeline responded calmly, though doubt was flashing in her eyes.
Was he actually drunk, or was he just pretending?
“It’s nice being drunk. At least then I get to see her…” He smiled, the ‘her’ spoken so quietly that she almost missed it.
The night wind blew past them, ruffling the wisps of his bangs. His eyes were gentle, tinted with fondness and adoration under the hazy colors of the night that Madeline had never seen before.
He stared at her, then closed their distance even more. The scent of wine tickled her face with every breath of his.
“I missed you so much…” he suddenly proclaimed, staring at her.
Madeline’s heart shook and she was about to push him away. However, the man only reached over to caress her face.
Skin met skin, and she stared into Jeremy’s eyes, stunned. There was a subtle flicker of light within that had given her cheeks a warm flush.
“Let me go, Jeremy.”
“No. I’ll never let you go again…” he muttered as his fingertips continued to trace her brows. Every touch was gentle like he was touching his beloved treasure.
Madeline was at a loss and her heart began to thump erratically in her chest.
She had no idea what Jeremy was thinking, but she was certain that his eyes were filled with so much tenderness that she might just fall for him again if she stared any longer.
Once again, she reached out to push the man away, only for Jeremy to lean down to press his cold lips against hers, mingling their heated breaths.
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