Chapter 573:
“Careful,” he murmured. “You don’t want to catch a cold.”
“Okay.” Allison glanced up at him, feeling a warmth blossoming in her chest. The jacket smelled faintly of his cologne, a mix of spice and cedar, calming and familiar.
Kellan’s gaze drifted to the horizon, as if caught in some unspoken thought. “It’s late,” he said, breaking the spell of silence. “The night wind’s getting colder. Let me take you home.”
“Alright.” Allison’s eyes lit up, and she tipped her head playfully. “Looks like I’ll have to trouble you to drive me, then.”
Kellan only gave a soft chuckle. Though his answer was quiet, the smile that ghosted his lips was undeniable, a shadowed curve that suggested more than he let on. He belonged to Allison.
Before long, they pulled up to the villa near Muisvedo. The engine hummed to a stop, and the cool night air swept in as Allison opened the car door. She stepped out, casting a final glance back at him, her smile tinged with mischief. “Rest well. We’ll see each other in the morning.”noveldrama
Kellan leaned forward, his dark eyes smoldering under the dim light. “Is that all?” His voice held a husky edge, rich and magnetic, with an undertone that sent a thrill down her spine.
Allison paused, arching an eyebrow. “What’s wrong, Mr. Lloyd?” she teased with her coy voice. “Having trouble saying goodbye?”
The dim light blurred their outlines, turning their shadows into one. Kellan didn’t answer. His voice was long buried in the longing.
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Allison moved closer, lifting her hand to cradle his jaw, her lips brushing his in a soft kiss. “Is that enough?”
“No, Allison.”
Their lips met, their heated breaths scorching. His lips claimed hers in a deep, hungry kiss. His scent wrapped around her — cedar and something intoxicating, raw and restrained.
Allison’s lips curved against his, her hands finding their way to the small mole on his Adam’s apple. She bit gently, her teeth grazing the sensitive spot. “Then you’d better be ready to impress me tonight.”
Kellan’s breath hitched, his control slipping, the muscle in his throat shifting beneath her touch. The way he shivered, trying to restrain the need coursing through him, made the moment electric. Every beat of tension, every sharp inhale, hinted at something more primal.
The room was chaotic, clothes scattered across the floor, even Kellan’s tie carelessly tossed aside.
“Mr. Lloyd, there’s something undeniably sexy about the way your shirt fits,” Allison whispered, her fingers deftly undoing the buttons on his collar. Her gaze followed the contours of his chest, tracing the firm lines of his abs and waist. Even the usually composed Kellan now radiated an almost magnetic, undeniable allure.
“Allison,” Kellan breathed, his voice rough.
Under the soft, yellow glow of the dimmed lights, their eyes locked, and the atmosphere between them shifted, charged with an electric tension. The kiss that followed was a blur of intensity, both of them losing themselves in the moment, too lost to tell who had started it.
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