DreameNovelChapter 142 "How about I carry you down, sweetheart?" Judson murmured, resting his head on Nancy's shoulder, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
Nancy frowned, clearly unimpressed. "You're not my husband." "That's not true. I am Nancy's husband," Judson declared, wrapping his strong arms around her slim waist, his dark eyes fixed on her lips.
"Nancy, you got drunk and forgot. You don't rememberkissing you every day?" Nancy paused, clearly trying to piece together the situation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Did I ever give you permission to kissevery day?" "Of course," Judson replied confidently, his intense gaze never leaving hers. "Nancy, do you even know how we kiss?" Despite being tipsy, Nancy felt a hint of danger in Judson's intense gaze. Acting on instinct, she reached for the car door handle, blurting out, "I don't want to know!" She was about to leap out of the car when, in an unexpected moment, she found herself sitting on Judson's lap. The closeness of their bodies, separated only by thin layers of clothing, made the small car feel suddenly warmer.
Nancy looked at Judson, their faces just inches apart. Her clear eyes met his deep, unfathomable gaze, and she felt something flutter inside her. Her heart was pounding loudly in her ears.
"Why are you trying to run, Nancy? We get so into it when we kiss," Judson said, his eyes intense, almost as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Nancy felt a strange panic rise within her. "You're lying. I never kissed you first. It was always you " "No, Nancy, you're mistaken. We kiss all the time, just like this-" Judson cupped the back of her head, gently pulling her closer for a kiss.
Nancy's head was held firmly, giving her no chance to resist. Their lips met.
Softer than he had imagined.
Nancy's eyes widened, stunned. Her mind, already clouded by alcohol, seemed to spin even more.
Just as she felt she might faint, Judson reluctantly broke the kiss, gazing at her with reddened eyes. His usually composed face now showed a hint of vulnerability.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Nancy, this is how we always kiss, and you touchlike this," he said, guiding her hand to his abs. Her palm rested against his warm skin, feeling the firm muscles beneath.
Nancy jerked her hand back as if she'd been shocked, her cheeks flushed red, either from the alcohol or the heat of the moment.
"Judson, I've never done that to you. Once you get your memory back, you'll leave—" Her words were cut off again.
Judson's lips brushed the corner of her mouth, his eyes filled with determination.
"Nancy, give it up. Even if I remember everything, I'm not leaving. You're my wife, and you'll be mine forever."
Nancy felt a mix of frustration and bewilderment. Judson seemed to have selective hearing.
Just as she was about to speak, an angry voice boomed from outside the car, filled with accusation: "Nancy!!! How dare you cheat onwith someone else out here!"
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