Chapter 378:
As she opened the car door, a hand reached out to stop her.Property © of .
Alicia’s hand tightened on the door handle, but she didn’t move.
She didn’t need to glance back; his familiar scent gave him away immediately.
Caden’s stare bore into her profile.
“Did you not enjoy them?”
Alicia dropped her gaze.
“They are fireworks.
How could they not be beautiful?”
But those fireworks were never meant for her.
What authority did she possess to judge their beauty?
Caden stepped closer, his voice steady.
“I arranged the fireworks some time ago.
Since you chose not to meet with me, this was the only way I could share them.”
As Madison had mentioned, fireworks of this caliber were truly rare.
It required significant effort on his part.
He wasn’t seeking recognition; he simply remarked, “Alicia, it feels like ages since you’ve allowed me to hold you the way I want.”
Alicia remained motionless.
Caden interpreted her silence as agreement and wrapped her in his arms.
Her cheek rested against his chest, where the steady rhythm of his heartbeat echoed in her ears, stirring a whirlwind of emotions within her.
Given her current state, she could sense everything more clearly.
Was it really the fireworks that captivated her? What resonated more profoundly were all the thoughtful gestures he had shown her.
Unable to resist, Alicia instinctively clutched at his shirt, seeking comfort in the moment.
Slowly, she raised her head.
Caden, sensing her unspoken desire for a kiss, leaned in closer, closing the distance between them.
Alicia rose onto her tiptoes.
Just as their lips were about to meet, Caden snapped back to reality.
He placed his hand between them, halting her advance.
Alicia’s eyes flickered as they locked with his.
His voice came out hoarse.
“Does our agreement still stand?”
Alicia remained silent, but the quick flash in her eyes told him everything he needed to know.
It counted.
Her attempt to kiss him had been a calculated move, meant to void their agreement.
Had they kissed, it would have signified his loss.
Frustrated by her failed plan, Alicia stepped back and moved toward the car.
Caden, his heart racing, pulled her back.
“I want to hold you a little longer.”
Alicia didn’t resist.
After all, everything depended on his mood.
If he was feeling generous, he would honor their agreement; if not, he might overstep, and she would have no control.
Caden cradled her face gently, his voice carrying a hint of reluctance as he said, “You’ve become quite the strategist, Alicia.”
His tone was both resigned and restrained.
That restraint only made him more captivating.
Alicia felt a warmth surge through her palms, and responded evenly, “I learned from the best, Mr.
Ward.”
Caden brushed his lips lightly against hers, his eyes filled with desire.
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