Chapter 120

Her eyes were closed, the feeling made her toes curl as she bit down on her lower lip, forcing a giggle.

He is drawing something, or writing something on her.

What, she doesn’t know. She tries to follow the pattern, understanding his movements, as he coats her skin with goosebumps.

“What are you doing?” She whispered, not surprised at all that he didn’t answer her question right away.

Instead, he continued to pattern for a few more minutes, almost lulling her to sleep, before leaning down and pressing a light kiss between her shoulder blades.

Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her to lie on his side, her back pressed against his warm chest.

“We need to go...” He said softly.

Rosabella giggled. “That’s what you wrote on my back?” She smiled to herself as he took her hand, linking their fingers together.

“Uhh.”

She giggled again.

“You’re an idiot, Charles.”

Charles bent his head and kissed her, his hand around her