GoodReadChapter 1208: Cliff's features were carved in stone as he declared, "This isn't something you should be concerned about." Without another word, he strode inside, his dismissiveness hanging in the air.
Juliet, ever practical, simply followed his lead, though her mind was filled with questions.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You haven't mentioned anything about our upcoming marriage to your cousin?" Juliet probed, unable to contain herself.
"It's none of your business," Cliff shot back.
"Why so cold? I just thought if you were struggling to bring it up, I could lend a hand." Cliff halted, his gaze sharp as winter frost. "Do you always like to get involved in other people's business, Miss Foster?" His emotional display was precisely what Juliet had been fishing for—a crack in his usually impenetrable facade. With a deliberate toss of her long hair, Juliet replied, "Since you put it that way, I'll keep my distance. I'll just wait for you to cand marry me." Dive into the story world at galUpon entering the dining room, Juliet shifted her focus from provoking Cliff to charming his parents.
Cliff remained true to form, primarily attending to Laney, though with less intimacy than during their trip. Occasionally, Laney would steal glances at him, a hollow feeling gnawing at her insides, but try as she might, nothing seemed amiss. She consoled herself with the thought that her fears were unfounded. After all, Cliff had never been anything but honest with her.
After dinner, Cliff suggested taking Laney to the theater.
With Kailyn away, the small apartment bectheir private sanctuary. Cliff's lips found their way to Laney's soft ones, again and again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer tension from the entire evening dissolved beneath his kisses. His warmth against her skin was undeniable, each kiss a testament to his presence. Cliff hadn't left her side.
Perhaps it was the wine, but tonight Cliff was unusually possessive, mapping every curve of Laney's body with devoted attention. Exhausted, her joints protesting, Laney turned his own words against him. "Overindulgence isn't healthy, Cliff." Like previous nights, they hadn't taken any respite, and while Laney was spent, Cliff, the initiator, showed no signs of fatigue.
Tbecfluid, and it wasn't until much later that Cliff finally carried Laney to the bathroom to clean up.
His eyes remained crystalline, fixed on her with that spenetrating gaze she knew so well. "Did you enjoy En our trip together?"
Laney nodded, a smile blooming on her face at the thought of more days ought of like this stretching ahead. "So what made you suddenly start liking me, Cliff?"
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