Chapter 27. Calm Before the Storm

Evelyn

Jacob remained silent for a fleeting moment before finally speaking up, “I just love them right.”

“Mind if I ask how many ‘beautiful things’ you’ve encountered?” I finally looked at him.

“Well…” He emitted a small, throaty laugh, brushing my hair away from my face. His fingers lingered, tracing from my collarbone to the sides of my breasts, down to my hip, as if he were savoring the sight of me, despite having already memorized every detail countless times.

“Well, what? Tell me.”

“A few, but none as beautiful as you are, my love,” he said, leaning in to kiss me on the lips. “God, you are a masterpiece.” He kissed me again.

“You could just be saying that to make me feel better,” I teased, raising an eyebrow. I relished getting under his skin—it was a guilty pleasure I didn’t feel guilty about in the least.

“Hey, it’s a crime for you to even start having those doubts,” he said, his tone serious, his gaze unwavering, settling on m