NovelEnglishChapter 0545 "And Enzo," I said, catching his eye one last time, "I mean it about keeping an eye on you. We're both struggling, and we owe it to ourselves, and to our baby, to get the help we need." He nodded, his eyes never leaving mine, and in that moment, I felt a strange combination of hope and dread, of love and fear. But most of all, I felt grateful-for the love we shared, for the child growing inside of me, and for the messy, complicated future that awaited us.
We left the diner after paying, our bellies and our hearts full. The car ride back to the house was a bit quiet, but not entirely uncomfortable. I think that there was more that both of us wanted to say, but we had a silent agreement to just leave it for now.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOnce we got home, we exchanged tentative glances.
"Movie night?" Enzo suggested, gesturing to the TV and the plush couch that beckoned for us to escape reality, even if just for a little while.
"Yeah, that sounds perfect," I said, gratefully slipping off my shoes and sinking into the cushions as he picked a film from our watchlist.
He settled in beside me, pulling a thick, soft blanket over us. The room dimmed as he used the remote to turn off the lights, leaving only the warm glow of the TV screen to cast flickering shadows on our faces.
As the opening credits rolled, Enzo popped the cork off a bottle of red wine, pouring it gracefully into a glass." Cheers," he said, raising the glass towardbefore taking a sip.
"You know I can't drink that now," I said, half amused, half annoyed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe grinned, his brown eyes twinkling in the dim light from beneath his mop of curly brown hair. "More for me, then." I stuck my tongue out at him. "You're terrible." He chuckled, taking another sip of wine. "That's why you love me." "Is it, though?" I teased, but my voice had softened, the mood suddenly taking a turn for the intimate.
We found ourselves drawn together, our lips meeting in a gentle kiss that quickly deepened. I felt him put his glass of wine on the coffee table beside us, his free hand reaching around my waist to pullcloser. There was a sense of urgency in his touch, as if he were running out of tto touch me.
The air felt charged as his lips moved to the curve of my neck, each kiss sending electric shivers down my orn spine. I felt a wave of warmth wash I over me, my fingers clutching at his shirt to pull him closer. And for a few minutes, we lost ourselves in each other, letting our bodies take over for the night as the movie began to play in the background.
I could feel his warm erection straining against his sweatpants as he grinded his hips into me, his m breath growing husky and tense. Smirking, I reached down, loosening the waistband. My hand found the familiarity of his cock, and I began to stroke it gently and slowly, reveling in the sound of his labored moans.
But suddenly, before we could get fully into it, a knock on the door jolted us back to reality. We broke apart, staring at each other in a blend of irritation and disbelief. "Are you expecting someone?" I asked as Enzo quickly sat up and fastened his pants.
He shook his head. "No, and it's past ten o'clock. Whoever it is had better have a damn good reason for interrupting us." X
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