too late for a second chance novel (Lila and Dorian) novel Chapter 317

Lila gently rubbed her forehead against the coolness of Kieran's hand, the brief comfort making her involuntarily let out a soft, delicate sound. The sound was light and soft, like a small feather brushing against her heart.

Kieran's gaze darkened, his throat tightening, yet he didn't dare to move.

Fortunately, she hadn't drunk much. Upon realizing her own behavior, her face turned even redder.

"I… I'll go sit over there. Later..." Her mind was still clear, but she dared not speak more and only slowly shifted to the side, trying to sit elsewhere.

However, the heat in her body wasn't something she could control. It was unbearable and embarrassing. She felt like a piece of iron on the stove getting hotter and hotter.

Kieran raised his hand to press her back down gently. "Don't move. It'll only make it worse. We'll be home soon."

His gaze lowered as he watched the little tuft of hair on her head, the stray strands fluttering like small bits of fur. His brows relaxed, and his expression was full of tenderness.

Lila clung to his arm, unsure whether to move or stay still. She was like a child in kindergarten, wanting to run out and play but having to listen to the teacher, forcing herself to sit quietly in class, waiting for it to end.

She lowered her eyes, trying to ignore his presence and keep her mind from wandering. But when she glanced down at his strong waist, then lower. She quickly looked up, staring at the car ceiling.

"See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil. I want to touch it..." Lila thought.

In an attempt to change the topic, she asked, "Are we there yet?"

She hoped it would distract her. However, the heat in the car was unbearable. It dried her mouth and made her throat feel parched.

She could barely resist the urge to reach out and touch him. Her peripheral vision fell on his lips.

Lila took a deep breath but didn't realize her hand was still gripping Kieran's arm tightly.