The moment she withdrew her hand, Orion wanted to pull her close again, but he feared that if he continued, he would not be able to stop himself from...
"Xan, Xannie, my love."
His voice suddenly turned low and seductive. His high-bridged nose gently nuzzled her delicate face, like a puppy craving its owner's affection, leaving Xanthea completely defenseless.
"I'm here."
"I want a kiss."
"Xanthea hesitated, "Only one."
Before she could finish, her words were engulfed by the man's kiss.
"Xan?"
"Xan!"
Downstairs, Samuel was searching everywhere for Xanthea, but after scouring the entire garden, he still couldn't find her.
"Where is she?"
"Didn't Zora say she was admiring the flowers."
He mumbled to himself, suddenly recalling that behind the garden was a lake. Wouldn't Xan do something rash.
With a burst of speed, he raced towards the lake. But upon arrival, the waters were calm, without any disturbances. Only a willow tree by the shore was shaking wildly, as if covering something, which was clearly abnormal.
Driven by curiosity, he approached and could barely saw... under the tree, a couple was tightly embracing and kissing passionately, utterly lost and oblivious even to his presence.
In the dead of night, these young lovers sure knew how to live it up.
Just as he was about to turn away, his steps halted.
Wait a minute!
That fluffy, short, round tail—it look just like the one on Xan's bunny pajamas?
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