Chapter 5. Proof? 1

Elice knew that what she was doing right now was an action that made no sense. Immature and childish. But when she felt his lips devouring hers, for some reason, Elice felt like her brain could not think anymore. The man kissed her in a way that paralyzed her mind instantly.

Maybe it was ego. Maybe it was about self-worth. Maybe it was related to a crisis of confidence that demanded Elice to prove herself. That she still had value as a woman and as a human being. Because regardless of her past, there was still a man who would touch her with deep emotions. Touch her so gently. Touch her with such care. Because yes! She was no different from precious porcelain.

Elice saw it that way. That her subconscious demanded proof right now. To dispel the negative conclusions about herself. Conclusions that often said she was no longer valuable as a woman. Ironically, this was happening with the involvement of a stranger she only knew by name.

“Garrett....”

Garrett growled softly, letting the bedroom door close on its own when he heard Elice whispering his name. Something that made one of his hands grip her slender waist firmly. Pulling her closer. Inclining her body until Elice landed on his body, yielding.

“And....”

Garrett felt his breath tighten as he reluctantly pulled his lips away from the softness of Elice's lips. But it seemed worth it for what he received next. The soft and fragrant skin of Elice's cheek. Touching Garrett's senses of touch and smell with a million sensations that made him feel intoxicated.

Garrett did not drink much that night, just a glass of beer. Just enough to quench his thirst. And, oh, God! It seemed Garrett was sure no one would get drunk from a glass of beer.

Even when he was not drunk, Garrett felt a heat that seemed to burn his body. Making him need to take a deep breath during the desperation demanding him to ask.

“... what's your name?”

Finishing his question, Garrett gave a wet kiss to Elice's slender neck. Causing the woman to moan and lift her head high. Helpless, she could only lean against the wall and the strong, sturdy body in front of her.

“E-Elice....”

Garrett noted the name in his mind. Remembered it well. Then he said, “A beautiful name.”

The praise made Elice smile with her eyes closed. Her hands moved and landed on Garrett's shoulders, then she pushed away his jacket.

Garrett happily and without hesitation followed Elice's signal. He momentarily let go of her, allowing his jacket to fall helplessly to the floor.

Their eyes met for a moment. Before Garrett's large, veined hand reached Elice's neck, pulling her face towards him and immediately capturing her lips again. He kissed her passionately, causing Elice to melt instantly.

When Garrett kissed her again, Elice found all her thoughts vanishing from her mind. She did not care about how crazy it was to be intimate with a stranger. Because, dear God! Garrett touched her in a way that truly made her feel free. Something she had not felt in a long time. Not for five months ago when she felt like her world shattered into pieces.

“Do you know that you have a beautiful nose?”

Releasing the kiss, Garrett brought his lips to kiss the side of Elice's nose, causing her lips to form a slight smile. She chuckled softly and shook her head.

“You have the most beautiful nose I've ever seen,” Garrett said in a heavy voice. “I hope you'll always remember that.”

No one had ever told Elice that her nose was beautiful. But tonight... with a stranger in a hotel room... Elice felt that her nose was indeed beautiful.

Because that's what was evident in Garrett's eyes. In fact, he could not divert his gaze from Elice all night while they were at the club. At that delicate, tiny point that made him never tire of looking.

And now... it seemed that Garrett had plenty of time to satisfy his eyes. To gaze at that nose as much as he wanted throughout the night.

Garrett reached for Elice's waist, lifting her body, and found both of Elice's legs perfectly encircling his waist. He moved, walking away from there without breaking the passionate kiss he had given her on her neck.

Relentlessly, Garrett kept on kissing, with his lips open, leaving a warm, wet impression that made Elice shiver instantly.

“Oh, Garrett.”

Elice's restrained moan made Garrett swiftly slam their bodies onto the bed, letting them bounce a few times before he pressed down Elice's submissive body underneath him, holding her to keep her from moving.

Taking a brief breath, Garrett then lifted his body slightly, propping himself up on one elbow, creating enough distance for him to look at Elice's face. She appeared helpless and powerless.

Elice's eyes blinked faintly, and her eyelashes fluttered with grace, making Garrett gulp. He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand and asked.

“Will you regret this?”

Elice snorted playfully. Her eyes rolled lazily once. “There are many things I could regret other than tonight.”

What Elice said was true. And if just a while ago she was engulfed in despair, now it's different. Spending about an hour in conversation with Garrett led her to an unusual conclusion. That she no longer has anything to lose. Something that Elice now considered fortunate for herself.

“I won't lose anything anymore,” Elice concluded. “And, more than that... isn't it you yourself who wants to prove it to me?”

Garrett blinked once. His caress on Elice's cheek stopped just as she continued speaking.

“That I am still valuable.”

After that, Garrett decided that their conversation had come to an end. Now was no longer the time for talking. Instead, it was time to prove his words.

Because when Garrett kissed her again, Elice felt overwhelmed. He kissed her in a way she had never imagined before. As if Garrett was entrusting the whole world to her.

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