The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 585

Chapter 585 Bound by a Kiss

“Lily, I’ll get you some warm water to wash your feet.”

James knew how much Lily liked cleanliness.

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The floor wasn’t dirty, but she had walked on it barefoot. To him, that meant she needed to wash again.

She’d already bathed, so he couldn’t shamelessly insist on holding her in the shower. Instead, he fetched a basin and knelt to wash her feet.

Lily hadn’t expected that at all. Her cheeks burned crimson.

She instinctively tried to pull her foot back. “You don’t have to. I can do it myself.”

“It’s an honor to wash my wife’s feet.”

Lily, “…”

Sweet talk!

Yet, oddly, she liked his sweet talk. Her face flushed even deeper.

It wasn’t that washing feet was intimate by itself. But when his hands held her foot so carefully, rubbing gently, her heart pounded as if it would burst from her chest.

She didn’t want him to hear her wild heartbeat. To cover her fluster, she asked, “Did Renee really throw herself on Jetson? Won’t that scar him for life?”

She had heard of Jetson before–James’s closest friend.

He was said to be completely hopeless when it came to love. At twenty–six, he hadn’t even dated.

For a lifelong bachelor like him, being suddenly grabbed like that must have been terrifying.

James thought for a moment, then answered honestly, “Yes. He was badly shaken. But he’ll never side with Renee again.”

Lily pictured Jetson screaming and panicking, and felt a little sympathy.

She was about to say more when James’s grip on her foot suddenly tightened. His voice rasped, Jow and rough, “Lily…”

Her small body jolted. Why did his voice sound so strange–just from washing her feet?

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It wasn’t that James couldn’t hold back. It was that her feet were too delicate, too soft, too perfect.

Small and pale, her toenails neatly rounded with a faint pink sheen, her feet were simply beautiful.

He had meant to be serious. But as he touched the silky skin and watched the white–pink shimmer under the water, heat rose in him uncontrollably.

He gently dried her feet, then hurried the basin into the bathroom.

But before Lily could tuck her legs back on the bed, he was already striding back, gripping her ankle.

His hand was already warm. Now, holding her, it felt scorching.

And as his palm trembled on her ankle, the heat climbed higher.

“You… you just touched my feet. Don’t… don’t touch everywhere else!”

She wasn’t rejecting him. She just thought it was strange–his hand moving from her feet to her body.

“I washed my hands,” he said without pausing. “Lily, let me hold you…”

Lily, “…”

Hold her? Who held like this–with lips already pressing down?

Remembering how he kissed until she could barely breathe, and how he’d been at Renee’s earlier, Lily decided to punish him.

“No kissing! If you ever go to another woman’s house again, for any reason, you can’t kiss me when you come back!”

“…. Alright.”

When she felt him pull back from her lips, she secretly sighed in relief.

Tonight, he was being unusually easy to handle. She could finally sleep without worrying about swollen lips.

But her relief lasted all of three seconds before his low, husky voice rumbled again.

“I won’t kiss you. Tonight, you kiss me.”

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Chapter 585 Bound by a Kiss

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