Chapter 36 The Lack Of Patience

Arianne froze before she slowly turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Focusing on the man so close to her, she told herself repeatedly that she could leave once she became pregnant and gave birth to a child. In spite of it, she was unable to make her next move. Not thinking straight, she said dumbly, “Your hair is still damp…” In the next second, Arianne’s soft lips were sealed. Their senses melded in the serene night as their breathing eventually became labored. Accidentally meeting Mark Tremont’s deep eyes, eyes that Arianne usually failed to decipher were currently glazed with intimacy. He was consumed with desire… This time, Arianne no longer thought about escaping. Her hands went to rest on his chest, the warmth emanating to her palms felt familiar. It was the same feeling that day his hand held hers as a young girl. It was familiar and warm yet foreign and distant… She was inexplicably afraid, afraid that he would suddenly remember she had lost her chastity three