Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 414

Lawrence's eyes actually welled up with tears.

Bonnie held the cake, her eyes curving into a bright, beautiful smile that slammed into his heart, filling it to the brim with absolute softness.

Closing the door and setting his things down, Lawrence walked toward her. The closer he got, the more radiant her smile appeared in the candlelight.

He gently took the cake, a lump forming in his throat. It took him two tries to blow out the candles.

Bonnie reached up and wiped the corner of his eye. "Why are you crying again?"

Lawrence felt like he was the most pathetic man alive. He set the cake on the kitchen island, pulled Bonnie into his arms, and kissed her deeply.

Bonnie let out a soft murmur as he backed her against the wall. His large hand slipped behind her back, pulling her flush against his body until there wasn't a millimeter of space between them.

The kiss was almost predatory, driven by raw intensity. In the dim light, their other senses heightened wildly.

Panting, Bonnie responded to his demands. For some reason, it reminded her of their very first time—also on Lawrence's birthday.

Back then, Lawrence had been utterly clueless, running purely on instinct and a burning passion. Bonnie had been completely innocent, nervous and afraid, but she had loved being kissed and held by him, loved the feeling of their growing intimacy.

She trusted him, so she was willing to surrender.

Everything had happened so naturally, falling perfectly into place.

Today was the same. They had returned to square one, but without the suffocating burden of responsibilities and past traumas. So they kissed, they accepted each other, their connection purer than ever.

As Bonnie was swept up into his arms and pressed into the mattress, she managed a fleeting thought—thank god she had already turned off the stove.

But dinner was definitely going to get cold.

Caught in the intoxicating heat of the moment, Bonnie kissed him while blindly reaching for the nightstand. Finding what she was looking for, she slipped it against Lawrence's waistband.

He casually tore open his shirt. Feeling the foil packaging against his skin, it instantly felt like they were back at their first time.

Bonnie had been exactly like this back then—bold yet undeniably shy as she handed him the condom.

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