The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 592

Declan grabbed her small fist and lowered his head to kiss her again.

Hailey was left dizzy from the kiss. "Declan, did the cold shower not work?"

Declan's gaze was intense, like a predator locking onto its prey. "Hailey, I want you. Can I?"

He had actually said he wanted her.

Hailey's delicate oval face flushed crimson. She bit her red lip lightly and then nodded. 

Declan lowered his head to kiss her again, but Hailey stopped him.

He husked, "What's wrong?"

"Can we move to the bed? I'm a little nervous. This is my first time."

Declan immediately lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed, where they tumbled onto the soft sheets together.

Feeling her body tense up, Declan gently intertwined his fingers with hers, squeezing her hand reassuringly. "If it hurts, tell me. I don't have any experience either. This is my first time too."

Hailey's eyes lit up, and she leaned in, kissing him on her own accord.

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After what felt like an eternity, Hailey curled up beneath the sheets, her forehead damp with sweat. Her flushed face was as delicate as a rose in full bloom.

From behind, Declan wrapped his arms around her, pressing his face into her soft hair, inhaling her scent with an almost obsessive tenderness.

"Do you want to take a shower?" he murmured.

Hailey turned around and looked at him. "Only if you carry me."

Declan nodded. "Alright."

As they got out of bed, Declan's gaze fell on the faint stain of red on the sheets. He had really been her first.

Declan swept Hailey off her feet, carrying her in his arms. Hailey, her face flushed with shyness, covered her eyes with her hands as the two of them stepped back into the bathroom.

Warm water cascaded from above as Declan reached for a hair tie, gathering her long, damp locks into a loose bun before gently washing her.

Hailey's breath hitched. "What are you doing?"

Declan's eyes darkened. "I want you again."

Hailey knew exactly what he meant, but she pretended not to. "Well, I have a question for you first."

"What is it?"

"Do you like me? Tell me, do you like me or not?"

This question mattered to her.

Declan leaned in and kissed her deeply. "I do. I like you."

His deep, raspy voice carried absolute certainty.

Hailey smiled. She wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered back, "I like you too."