Chapter 128:
“Don’t move!” Nate’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he spoke, his jawline tight, betraying a flicker of restraint that only heightened the tension between them. Corrine felt the shift in his body, her face deepening in crimson. She froze, not daring to make a sound or stir even the slightest bit.
After a long, heavy pause, she finally asked, her voice soft and uncertain, “Are you okay?”
“Corrine, let me remind you… I’m a normal man.” Nate’s gaze darkened as he met her eyes, his fingers brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his touch both intimate and careful.
“Don’t worry, I won’t force you.”
His fingers, with their strong, defined joints, slid behind her ear, their caress lingering longer than intended, teasing her skin with subtle, almost playful pressure.
“Then behave and take your medicine.” Corrine swatted his hand away, pulling herself free from his embrace. She quickly reached for the medicine on the table.
“Take it quickly, or the fever will get worse.”
Nate glanced at the colorful pills before him, his brow furrowing as he dismissed them with a slight shake of his head.
“It’s just a little bug. It’ll get better on its own.”
“Take the medicine now, or what if the fever fries your brain?” Concern flickered across Corrine’s face, her voice edged with growing urgency.
“Feed it to me.”
𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙥𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙨.𝙘𝙤𝙢
“Then open your mouth.”
“Sweet Corrine, that’s not how you feed someone.”
Nate’s teasing grin only made Corrine’s frustration rise, but then her mind clicked into place.
“Whether you take it or not, it’s not my business!”
“Fine, I’ll take it.” As she started to walk away, clearly annoyed, Nate reached out, gently grabbing her wrist. He brought the glass of water to his lips, his voice laced with quiet satisfaction.
“See how obedient I am to my girlfriend.”
The term hit her like a wave, her cheeks instantly flushing as the words hung between them. She shot him a quick, startled glance before turning away, trying to hide the smile tugging at her lips.
“After you take the medicine, get some rest. I’ll check on you later.”
But just as she turned to leave, Nate’s grip on her wrist tightened, pulling her back into his chest, catching her off guard.
Before Corrine could stand up, Nate’s hand gently settled on her head, drawing her into his embrace.
“Stay with me,” he murmured, his words carrying an intimate weight.
The simple gesture sent an inexplicable tremor through Corrine’s heart.
“I’m afraid staying here might disturb you…” she began, her voice tinged with hesitation.
A playful edge entered Nate’s tone.
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