Chapter 354. The Day of Communication

DOVE

His words were barely audible, spoken in that detached manner that reminded me of our first encounter, when he would only utter curt, unsympathetic phrases.

A tingling sensation ran from head to toe. I blushed.

“You were jealous,” I said, smiling involuntarily.

His expression made me laugh, as if he had shed the armor of severity that shielded him, just for me. Only I could see this vulnerability that seemed to exist for no one else.

I extended my hand forward, inviting him to take it. I closed my eyes. He nodded, with a grimace of annoyance. He was irritated that I was delving into his hidden emotions. After admitting the issue, he tried to regain his distance.

Breaking his composure was something I had loved to do since the very beginning. I jumped on him unexpectedly and kissed his lips. I felt a slight nibble, a gesture he often made when he was angry with me, but even so, he didn’t pull away. It was a sweet yet forceful kiss, a mix of se