The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 36

She lowered her head, not wanting him to see the tears in her eyes.

She reached into her pocket and found her stash of mints.

They were her substitute for quitting smoking during class.

She poured out a white mint, tossed it into her mouth, and crushed it viciously with her teeth.

The cool flavor exploded in her mouth, somewhat diluting the sourness in her heart.

"If you won't say yes, then don't."

Clara mumbled incoherently, "I won't pester you anymore, okay? I'll go find someone else."

She was truly disheartened.

This man had a heart of stone—you couldn't warm it up, and holding it only hurt your hand.

She unbuckled her seatbelt in a huff. Just as she was about to push the door open, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"What are you eating?"

Clara parted her lips blankly, a cool minty breath escaping.

"...A mint."

"I want one too."

"What?" Clara didn't get it.

He rejected her, but he wanted to steal candy from a kid?

"All gone. That was the last one." Clara lied, hiding the tin behind her back and gripping it tight.

Rhys stared at her opening and closing red lips, then unbuckled his own seatbelt.

With a soft click, he leaned in close.

His overwhelming masculine scent enveloped her, trapping her like a net.

Clara instinctively shrank back into her seat, her heart pounding like thunder.

"What... what are you doing..."

Rhys propped one hand on the car door, his usually cold eyes locking her in place.

"Didn't you say there was one left?"

Clara's mind went blank. She hadn't reacted to where he meant "one left" was.

His lips pressed down hers.

Clara still remembered that it wasn't a gentle kiss.

Rhys tasted the crushed mint on the tip of her tongue as he wished, and Clara tasted the unique flavor that was Rhys.

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