Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 671

Chapter 671 The Stolen Bite

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“Okay.” Daisy tore her eyes away from the food street and looked at Anthony. All of a sudden, she didn’t really want him to leave.

Anthony tousled her hair. “Keep your phone on you. Call me if anything happens.”

“I will.” She nodded and watched him walk off.

Once he was out of sight, she made a beeline for the food street.

She whispered, “Can I get a half portion of shaved ice?”

“Still full price, though,” the vendor said, eyeing her. She clearly had a craving.

“No problem, no problem! And can you hurry?” Daisy paid.

The vendor whipped it up in no time.

Daisy took her shaved ice, found a quiet spot, and plopped down.

She was almost finished when she spotted Anthony standing not too far away, watching her.

She’d been sneaking bites and glancing around nervously the whole time, terrified of getting caught.

Anthony didn’t come over. He waited until she’d finished and tossed the cup before walking up.

“Hey, you’re back,” Daisy smiled, a little too brightly.

Anthony sat down next to her and looked at the ice cream still smeared on the corner of her mouth.

“What?” She was nervous. She gave her lips a tiny, almost invisible lick.

Has he noticed?

Anthony gently cupped her chin.

Daisy’s eyes went wide. His rough fingers held her face.

He leaned in and kissed her softly, his tongue tracing the corner of her mouth, helping himself to the leftover ice cream there.

Daisy froze, her hands clutching the hem of her dress.

Anthony pulled back reluctantly.

Daisy stared at him, dazed.

She never thought someone as stiff as Anthony would kiss her in the middle of a crowded street and eat ice cream off her face.

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Chapter 671 The Stolen Bite

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He wiped the corner of her mouth with his thumb. “Next time, just tell me you want some. No sneaking around.”

“Okay.” She was still in a fog.

“Mind?”

“What?”

“Sometimes I can’t help myself.” He swallowed, looking at her lips, now flushed from his kiss.

Daisy touched her mouth and looked away, afraid he’d go for another round.

He was over thirty. Of course he had needs.

“No. I don’t mind.” Her voice came out in a stammer.

“Good.” Anthony nodded, satisfied. “What else do you want? I’ll take you.”

They walked the whole strip from end to end, snacking as they went. Whatever Daisy couldn’t finish, Anthony finished for her.

At one point, Daisy asked, “Mr. Vale, have you ever liked anyone else? Besides her?”

“Before, only her.” Now, only you.

“I used to like Damian,” Daisy admitted. “But don’t worry. I don’t anymore. The guy’s a total stiff. We’d never click.”

Anthony already knew Daisy had once had a thing for Damian. The stash of vinyl records she’d collected told him that.

“Do you think I’m stiff?” he asked.

“Pretty stiff.” Daisy didn’t sugarcoat it. “But you’re better–looking than him.”

She grinned at him.

Anthony blushed.

Daisy didn’t like stiff guys. But she liked Anthony’s face.

That was how he interpreted it.

At least there was one thing she liked.

Back at the bed–and–breakfast, Daisy’s clothes were already in the room. Anthony had had Thomas send them over.

Daisy was in the shower, her mind stuck on Anthony.

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Back when they were decorating for Damian’s birthday, Isabelle had been worried sick that Damian wouldn’t want to celebrate, that he was still stuck in the past.

Anthony hadn’t come that day. He’d told Isabelle that some things couldn’t be forgotten, that Damian wouldn’t really want a birthday party.

But Damian had turned out fine. He’d actually been grateful that someone had helped him move past that dark time.

Anthony’s birthday was coming up. Sure, it was just the date on his ID, but she wanted to be the light that pulled him through.

What should she do?

She was still mulling it over when a sharp pain shot through her leg. She grabbed the glass wall to steady herself.

Cramp. First time she’d gotten one in the shower.

“Mr. Vale?”

“What’s wrong?” He was right outside the door. He hadn’t come in.

She shuffled carefully, turned off the water, and pulled on a robe.

“Cramp again.” She twisted her ankle as she struggled into the robe, wincing.

“I’m coming in, then.”

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