FreeGoodNovelChapter 1203: "What do you mean?" That was an unexpected question. She thought she was doing fairly well.
After all, hadn't she managed to bring him home? Rhys raised an eyebrow at Harlee.
"In moments like these, shouldn't you be pullingin for a kiss?" As Rhys said this, Harlee's thoughts scrambled. She was unsure what he meant by pulling him in for a kiss. She wondered what kind of romance films he had been watching lately. This thought reminded Harlee that she still needed to confront Goodwin. She had rushed abroad urgently to find Tonya last time, allowing him to evade any repercussions. She resolved that once she handled Waylon, she would have a "nice" talk with Goodwin.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBefore Harlee could gather her thoughts, Rhys added, “Harlee, you're a bit clueless, but that's fine. You don't know how to date. I'll teach you." With that, he eyed her lips and slowly leaned in, drawing on the tips he'd learned from those soap operas. His gentle kiss landed on her lips.
Harlee remained still, offering no resistance as she welcomed his kiss, feeling a blend of happiness and bittersweet emotions. She had awaited this moment for so long that she had almost given up hope it would occur.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and returned his kiss. She could feel his heartbeat, loud and close, just like during their first kiss.
Rhys, of course, paid no attention to such concerns.
Caught up in the moment, he beccompletely unstoppable, deepening the kiss with even more passion. Your source: galHe grasped her slim waist, shifting their positions, and even as their breaths grew erratic, he was hesitant to break away. Their kiss was so intense that parting seemed impossible.
Rhys attempted to mimic what he'd seen in videos and started to unbutton Harlee's clothing, but she caught his hand.
"Your wounds haven't healed yet. You shouldn't..." Rhys, frustrated, cut her off.
"I can!" Seeing his distress, Harlee felt a pang of unease. She knew it was tough to stop at such a moment but firmly insisted, saying, "It's my wound that's not healed." She worried that too much movement might reopen the wound on her waist, potentially causing it to bleed again, which would undoubtedly make him feel guilty.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Wound? Where are you hurt?" Rhys eagerly wanted to see her injury but was cautious not to cause her more pain, so his hand hovered, unsure.
Harlee assumed Rhys had only fainted from exhaustion since she woke up before him, not expecting her to be hurt as well.
Harlee gently held his face and reassured him with a smile, "It'sm nathing serious. Just grazed by a bullet." "Does it hurt?" Rhys' eyes showed deep concern.
Harlee smiled reassuringly.
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