Marrying my secret admirer after my husband's fake death novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54

“Hold me, Edith.” Justin’s voice was quiet, almost casual.

Her hand, suspended awkwardly in the air, slowly came to rest around his

waist.

Through the damp white shirt clinging to his skin, Edith could feel every line and contour of his body-so vivid and alive that, for a moment, all she could think of was the image of a masterpiece, painted with the

finest brushstrokes.

Yes, that was it. The shape of Justin’s waist could give a person that strange, stirring feeling-like staring at a perfect work of art.

The heat radiating from his skin seared her palm, the sensation almost

too intense to believe.

It didn’t even occur to her, just then, how bold she was being.

Justin guided her, step by step, his tone unhurried. “Do you want to shower with me?”

Edith buried her face against his chest, her cheeks burning.

Her throat was parched-she couldn’t force out a single word.

Justin rephrased, as if clarifying a point. “Actually, I need you to shower

with me.”

Edith blinked in surprise, lifting her head and managing to squeeze out a teasing retort, voice rough: “What’s wrong? Afraid you’ll slip and fall in there?”

A faint, mysterious smile played on Justin’s lips.

She hadn’t expected him to take the joke seriously, but to her astonishment, Justin nodded. “Yeah, I’m worried I’ll fall. I’m already running a fever-if I fainted in the bathroom, it could get ugly.”

His tone was so sincere, so quietly vulnerable, that Edith almost wanted

to laugh-except, paired with that sharply handsome face, the contrast

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was oddly endearing.

She realized if she stayed in here any longer, she’d be the one in trouble. But even though every instinct screamed at her to run, her feet refused to

move.

Justin looked at her, eyes burning with an intensity that left her breathless. “Are you staying?”

His gaze, clear and fierce as starlight, pinned her in place. As if

hypnotized, Edith nodded, and somehow her hand found his, her fingers twining between his.

Justin bent down, rainwater still lingering on his lips as he brushed them gently against Edith’s.

He kissed her-softly, reverently, tasting the sweetness of her mouth.

She was so soft, so impossibly tender, that Justin didn’t dare push the kiss any further.

He pulled away, leaving it at just a whisper of a kiss.

Edith’s eyes shimmered, as if she’d walked through a summer rainstorm-everything blurred and sparkling, vision clouded by emotion.

To Justin, her gaze held the romance of a gentle Southriver drizzle-enchanting, intoxicating.

He reached up, thumb tracing over her lips, his voice low and rough. “You said it-you’re staying.”

Six simple words, yet they rang out with undeniable weight.

She looked up, meeting his gaze, and in that moment, she noticed the playful tilt at the corner of his eyes-a look that made her heart skip.

She managed a soft, breathless “Mm,” her throat so tight she wasn’t even sure if she’d made a sound.

The bathroom’s golden lamplight carved the moment in warm relief.

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