Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 527

Chapter 527 She’s So Soft

Then he would have sex with her.

Lucas swallowed hard. The cold wind did nothing to cool the heat building inside him.

+20 Free Cons

He turned and walked back to the driver’s side, pulled out a cigarette, and leaned against the car door. fumbling to light it.

The wind played with his lighter, and it took him several tries before the cigarette finally caught.

He took a deep drag, eyebrows raised, his gaze drifting toward her despite himself.

Lynn paid no attention to Lucas leaving. She just sat on the bench where he’d laid the newspapers.

When Lucas came back, he smelled strongly of smoke.

Lynn frowned. She hated the smell of cigarettes.

A light rain began to fall.

They got back into the car.

“It stinks,” Lynn said, not bothering to spare his feelings.

Lucas silently turned on the ventilation fan.

The car was eerily quiet, the only sound the gentle patter of rain against the windows. The drops. drummed a steady rhythm on the roof, echoing the restless beat in both their chests.

Lynn’s brow was still furrowed. So much for the sunrise. Instead, we get rain. Looks like the sky isn’t on our side tonight.

She took off his jacket, laid it over herself, and leaned back in the passenger seat, turning to stare out the window again.

Lucas wasn’t sure if they should head back down. He’d checked the weather–it wasn’t supposed to rain for days. But mountain weather was unpredictable; this shower probably wouldn’t last long.

Seeing Lynn was quiet, he didn’t start the car.

A long while later, Lynn fell asleep. Lucas felt wide awake.

The rain continued outside.

He glanced over at her. The suit jacket had slipped from her shoulder, taking the thin strap of her dress with it down her arm.

Lucas frowned. He leaned over carefully and tried to pull it back up.

Just as his fingers touched the strap, Lynn’s eyes flew open, locking directly on his.

1/3

M

|||

O

T

17:14 Sat, Jul

Chapter 527 She’s So Soft

Her gaze traveled from his face down to his hand, which was still hooked on her dress strap.

Lucas was at a loss for words.

+20 Free Caths

Lynn swatted his hand away and pulled the jacket up to her neck. She turned slightly away from him, not daring to look.

Wide awake now, she watched his blurry reflection in the rain–streaked window.

“Are we… moving too fast?” Her heart was pounding wildly.

Lucas didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned closer, leaning over her.

Lynn held her breath, staring at him as his presence filled her space. She could feel the warmth of his body, a tangible force closing in.

But Lucas didn’t touch her. He just reached past her to adjust her seat, reclining it further so she could sleep more comfortably. Once it was set, he settled back into the driver’s seat.

Lynn swallowed, her heart now in her throat. Lucas really is reserved.

She stole a glance at him. “Are we staying at your home tomorrow?”

“You don’t have to,” Lucas said, then immediately sneezed.

Lynn’s expression grew more serious. “Don’t have to” meant she could refuse.

But how could she, in this situation? Both families would be there, probably hoping they’d have a baby right away.

“If we do stay, are we… sharing a room?” she asked.

Lucas looked at her, then averted his eyes. “Probably.”

His room was on a separate floor. Barring any surprises, no one would disturb them up there. He could sleep in the study.

Besides, they’d already shared a bed once. That night, Lucas hadn’t been drunk. He’d held her all night and done nothing else.

He looked at her again. She’s so soft. Everywhere.

He thought she was much cuter asleep than awake. Asleep, she was soft and gentle. Awake, she was a total wild card–completely unpredictable.

Lynn was quiet for a long moment after his answer. Finally, she asked, “If I say no, will people talk?”

“Why care what other people think?” Lucas said. “What you want matters most. If you’re not comfortable, we’ll just come back here.”

Lynn continued, “But I heard… your brother’s wife used to have a thing for you. Won’t she give me a hard

ཟ།

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify