The CEO's Midnight Remedy novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262

Aria’s POV

I looked up, meeting his eyes. In the dim light filtering through the windows, I could see vulnerability in his expression–something rare and precious. I didn’t answer his question, couldn’t find words as we stared at each other. The silence between us felt charged with

unspoken emotion.

Devon shifted, rolling me onto my back, his body half–covering mine. The weight of him pressed me into the mattress, solid and reassuring. His fingers traced the outline of my jaw, then moved lower, skimming my collarbone. My skin prickled with awareness at each

point of contact.

“You’re quiet,” he observed, his voice barely above a whisper. His thumb brushed across my lower lip, causing me to draw a sharp breath.

“I’m thinking,” I replied, my voice sounding strange even to my own ears.

“About what?” His face hovered inches above mine, his breath warm against my cheek.

“This. Us.” I placed my palm against his chest, feeling his heart beat strong and steady beneath my fingers. ‘What are we doing, Devon?”

Instead of answering, he lowered his head, his lips finding the sensitive spot just below my ear. “Does it matter right now?” he murmured against my skin, his words vibrating through me.

I gasped as his teeth grazed my earlobe, then his mouth moved lower, pressing open–mouthed kisses along the column of my throat. My hands slid up his back, feeling the hard muscles shift beneath smooth skin. I traced the ridges of old scars there, marks he never

explained.

Devon’s hand slipped beneath the thin fabric of my camisole, his palm hot against my stomach. My body arched involuntarily toward his touch, seeking more. He made a sound low in his throat–half groan, half sigh—that sent heat pooling low in my belly.

“Devon,” I breathed, my fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer.

He captured my mouth with his, the kiss deeper than before. There was hunger in it, but also something else–a kind of desperation, as if he was trying to express something words couldn’t convey. I responded with equal fervor, my tongue meeting his, my body pressing up against his solid frame.

His hand moved higher, skimming the underside of my breast. I shivered at the touch, my nails digging slightly into his shoulders. Devon broke the kiss, his forehead resting against mine, our breathing ragged and synchronized.

“Tell me what you want,” he demanded softly, his eyes searching mine. “Tell me, Aria.”

use of my name, rare from his lips, made my heart stutter. I opened my mouth to respond, though I wasn’t sure what I would say I could say that wouldn’t reveal too much of myself.

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My phone suddenly lit up on the nightstand, the bright glow cutting through our moment. I reluctantly pulled away from Devon, feeling

his reluctance in the way his fingers lingered on my skin as I reached for my phone.

“Ignore it, he whispered against my neck, his breath warm and enticing.

But I’d already seen the screen–fifteen unread messages from Sophia, starting from 12 AM. My heart jumped to my throat as I scanned them quickly. The last one, sent just minutes ago, made my stomach clench with dread: “Quick, come to Manhattan General. My mom… something happened. I need you.”

“I have to go,” I said, sitting up abruptly, panic rising in my chest. “It’s Sophia. Her mother’s in the hospital. My voice cracked slightly. “This is serious, Devon. She never texts this late unless it’s an emergency.”

Devon’s expression shifted from desire to concern as he watched me scramble to collect my clothes. My fingers trembled as I tried to smooth out the wrinkles in my evening gown from last night. I struggled with the zipper, my coordination hampered by growing anxiety

for my friend.

“I need to borrow your car,” I said, my voice tight with worry as I pushed my tangled hair from my face. “Sophia’s in trouble. Her mom might be…” I couldn’t finish the sentence, the fear of what might have happened closing my throat.

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