Back in the bedroom, Charlotte Green switched places with him, her little hand coming to rest upon him.
"Feeling bold enough to make a move on me? Have I trained you well?" Kevin Cliff grabbed her hand.
He was utterly dazzled by this new side of her, and his blood had long been boiling with every shift of her gaze.
Charlotte pulled him down, her breath like orchids faintly brushing past his ear as she whispered, "Just this once."
It was also the last time. And this time, he had given her a ring of his undivided commitment, and the room was completely new.
She wanted to treat this night as their wedding night—brand new!
"Then I can't overexert you, the soon-to-be mother." Kevin Cliff scooped her up and carried her toward the soft, large bed…
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Afterwards, darkness had already fallen outside.
Kevin Cliff got up to put on his pants, looking down at the woman sprawled weakly on the bed, and asked softly, "Can you still go out to eat?"
