NovelEnglishThe nurse had already brought over the ice pack.
Lucas grabbed Aveline's hand and led her out to the sitting area. He sat her down on the sofa and pressed the ice pack directly against her cheek. "Ouch..." The coldness made Aveline take a sharp breath. She reached out her hand and said, "I can do it myself." "No, you can't control the pressure properly," Lucas replied, refusing to give her the ice pack. He stayed right next to her, holding it against her cheek himself. Aveline wanted to roll her eyes.
This was her own face-how could she not control the pressure? Aveline, eager to maintain her distance, reached for the ice pack. But in her haste, her hand missed its mark and instead landed squarely on his.
Lucas chuckled softly. "If you wanted to hold my hand, you could've just said so. No need to beat around the bush. Here, I'll let you." With that, he took her hand in his other hand, holding it firmly.
"Are you crazy?" Aveline snapped.
When did she ever want to hold his hand? She just wanted the right to put the ice pack on her own face! Lucas gazed at her and whispered, "Yes, I'm crazy. Do you have a cure?" Aveline was speechless.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen he acted shamelessly, he was truly unbeatable.
Deciding not to fight him anymore, she tried to pull her hand away, but he kept it tightly locked in his grip.
"I've already let you hold my hand, so why are you still resisting? Or... do you want to feel my abs?" Lucas teased as he noticed her struggle. Aveline glared at him.
Seeing her silent, Lucas suddenly guided her hand toward his shirt, "Go ahead, feel them." "Lucas!" Aveline called out sharply.
"Yes, I'm here," Lucas replied, but his hand didn't stop. He had already pressed her hand against his abs. "Feel that? Do you like it?" He looked at her intently, his voice low and provocative.
At that moment, they were very close to each other. Lucas' dark, deep eyes were fixed on her face, greedily scanning every inch of it.
He noticed that her features were a symphony of beauty. Her forehead was smooth and unblemished. Her eyebrows were delicately arched. Her eyes were pools of mesmerizing depth Her nose was perfectly sculpted. And her lips... oh, were a masterpiece unto.
wer lips themselves - soft, inviting, and irresistibly kissable.
Aveline's fingers instinctively curled slightly, feeling the firmness under her palm. Despite him being hospitalized for so long, his muscles were still defined. However...
She spoke with a hint of disdain, "You call this abs?" She even deliberately gave them a squeeze before curling her fingers in mock disgust.
Lucas' handsface darkened instantly.
If these weren't abs, then what were they? Sure, he had been in the hospital for a while, but his muscles were still there! They just weren't as firm as before.
A few days of working out, and they'd be back! His lips pressed together tightly as he released her hand.
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The moment Aveline's hand was freed, she quickly pulled it back. To Lucas, it seemed like she couldn't wait to get away from him, which only darkened his expression further.
After applying the ice pack for a while, the red mark on her cheekn Ne faded away. He tossed the ice pack into the trash and got up to leave.
Aveline wiped the moisture from her cheek with a tissue. Her skin was cool from the jae, but throughout the entire time, she hadn't really felt the coolness. The only thing she could feel was his fresh, intoxicating scent and the intense heat of his gaze.
It had been incredibly uncomfortable.
X RULE #1 But thankfully, it was over.
She stood up and left. Her car was waiting at the entrance of the nursing home. She opened the door, but to her surprise, found Lucas sitting in the back seat, his eyes closed as if resting.
She paused, then asked, "Don't you have a car?" choose married women They have reason to keep things secret, as do you.
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