Ellinor stayed silent, thinking to herself, “Is this for real?”
The man pulled her into a tight embrace, his chin resting lightly on top of her head, brushing against her hair, "I finally made it back, and you won't even give me a peck? Do you have any idea how hard it's been for me to hold back?"
The sincerity in the man's voice made Ellinor's heart waver, and she chose to believe him.
"Next time you go out, can you give me a heads up? I worry about you too, okay?"
With that, she lifted her head, yanked at his tie, and stood on her toes, leaning in for a kiss.
Caught off guard by her sudden move, the man was speechless for a moment, a smirk forming on his lips. He cradled the back of her head with his hand, greedily reciprocating her kiss.
Feeling light-headed from the passionate kiss, Ellinor found herself being led by the man, a stark contrast to her initial assertiveness!
Unbeknownst to the two lovebirds, someone was watching them from a distance.
Howard Mountain Villa was home to a variety of plants, most notably the pink trumpet trees.
Dean was fond of those trees, so there was at least one in every garden as a decorative piece.
Balfour and Bartlett were standing by one of the pink trumpet trees nearby, observing the intimate scene between the couple, each with their own thoughts and expressions.
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