NovelEnglishChloe and Connor made their way back to Greenpeace Estate. The moment they stepped through the door,
Connor swept Chloe up into his arms with a playful grin. Startled, Chloe let out a little yelp, "What are you up
to?" Yet, almost by instinct, her arms wrapped around his neck.
Connor's eyes sparkled with mischief. "I've got something big planned, and we need to strike while the iron's hot,
or it'll lose its magic."
Chloe couldn't help but laugh at his antics. Playing along, she asked, "What big plan needs my help?"
"Only you can help with this," he replied, leaning in to capture her lips in a kiss.
They kissed their way from the living room, up the stairs, and down the hall to the bedroom. By the tthey
reached the soft, inviting bed, Chloe was breathless. Connor gently laid her down, and she gazed up at him, a
little dazed.
Connor cradled her face, studying her like she was his most treasured work of art. Chloe was breathtakingly
beautiful. He marveled at how the little girl with pigtails and chubby cheeks had grown into such an enchanting
woman, like a rose in full bloom.
Chloe lay back in the bed, her eyes shimmering with a dreamy haze. Despite her seductive allure, Connor found
her eyes to be the most innocent part of her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"What are you staring at?" Chloe teased softly, her voice laced with a relaxed charm.
Connor, propped up on his elbows beside her, ran his fingers through her long, cascading hair. "Just you. | could
look at you forever."
Chloe chuckled, "After all these years, and you're still not tired of it?"
"How could | be? A lifetwouldn't be enough."
Chloe turned her head, smiling a deep, warm smile. "You're such a sap."
Connor, unable to resist, kissed her neck. Just a whisper of a kiss, but enough to make her giggle, "Stop that, it
tickles."
Connor whispered in her ear, "What did you call me?"
Chloe turned to him, eyes twinkling. "Darling, like always, right?"
"It's tfor something new. Try again."
Chloe pretended to ponder, "Sweetheart?"
"Nope!"
"Babe?"
"Uh-uh."
"Trophy Boy?"
"Chloe!!"
Connor pushed himself up, and Chloe stopped teasing. She pulled him down for a kiss, whispering sweetly,
"Husband, | love you." Connor kissed her back, thoroughly content. His voice was a low, seductive murmur,
"Wife, tonight's our real wedding night."
Chloe traced little circles on his chest, teasing, "Well then..."
With a quick move, Connor flipped her over, and Chloe found herself straddling him. Connor's grin was pure
mischief, "Tonight, you're in charge." Chloe raised an eyebrow, her hair cascading around her as she shifted her
hips playfully, "You might regret that."
Connor would indeed find himself
rethinking that decision. In their three years, together, sharing the sbed, it was usually him taking the lead.
Chloe was the laid-back type never too eager, but never a buzzkill either. But tonight.
Chloe fell asleep, nestled in Connor's arms, her breathing soft and steady. Connor, however, stayed wide awake.
Every the closed his eyes, att he could see was Chloe's bold, captivating presence, the memory of their
night together teasing him with its intensity.
He wanted more-much more. But watching Chloe sleep peacefully, he knew how precious her rest was Not
wanting to disturb her, he quietly recited calming mantras until the sun rose.
When Chloe woke up, Connor had just stepped out of the shower, fresh and ready to start the new day.
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