Chapter 31
Evangeline’s hand deftly found its way into his pants. “You know, I’ve practiced unbuckling your belt alone at home more times than I can count over the past three years.”
Walter was a bundle of nerves, his body reacting with a mix of tenderness and tension, the air charged with an unspoken promise.
Before Evangeline could protest, Walter’s lips claimed hers in a kiss that set their hearts racing.
Lost in the moment, his tongue explored the sweetness of her mouth, their breaths quickening in unison. Her touch was so enthralling that it left him aching all over.
Caught in the haze of desire, Walter’s inner voice screamed that he was done holding back. He yearned to unravel her, to meld her into his very being.
Just then, Evangeline’s other hand snapped a photo with her phone. The flash yanked Walter back to reality.
“What are you doing?” he rasped, his voice rough with longing. “You planning to keep that as a keepsake?” With a mighty shove, Evangeline pushed him away, her previously flushed face then smug with victory. Exactly, a memento of our unbreakable bond.”
She propped herself up, nonchalantly fixing her straps.
Right in front of Walter, she sent the photo of their heated kiss to Julia.
If Walter cared that much about Julia, it was time he got a taste of heartache.
He loomed over her, a brooding presence, watching her send the photo. In a swift motion, he tossed her phone away, then leaned in close, his grip firm on her chin. “Enjoying yourself?”
The fire in his veins was extinguished in an instant.
The air turned icy, but Evangeline’s laugh was fearless, sharp as the frost. “Playing with you? It’s always a blast.”
Walter towered over her, his presence as chilling as the grave. “You’re willing to throw away your grandfather’s life?”
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