I Quit Being a Stepmother (Cypress Gem) novel Chapter 324

Chapter 324

Rhea gave George a sly look. Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she chuckled. “George.”

That single word sparked a fire in his eyes.

He pulled Rhea’s head toward his chest, while his other hand locked firmly around her waist. Then, he pressed his lips against hers.

The kiss was intense, almost suffocating.

George had been craving this for seven long years.

Five minutes later, Rhea was panting. She clutched the collar of his shirt, trying to steady herself.

But George’s gaze was unwavering. He called out, “Rhea.”

She tasted sweet to him.

Meanwhile, he radiated a raw, intense heat of desire.

When Rhea looked up, her eyes glistened with a hidden, unspoken intensity. There wasn’t affection in her gaze, just a flicker of something indecipherable.

The air swirled around her, enveloping her completely.

Rhea’s scattered rationality slowly stitched itself back together. She realized that she must have really lost her mind.

“I’m fine. I’m going to sleep.” She stepped back.

George’s arms fell empty, but his smoldering gaze lingered on her profile. He couldn’t believe that she wanted to back away after all that.

He grabbed her wrist and asked hoarsely, “What was that?”

Rhea’s mind was a jumble of chaos. The mere thought of diving back into all that love and hate made her head ache.

But she knew that once she messed with George, there was no turning back.

She smiled. “Do you want to stay?”

George moved closer, almost engulfing her. “Do you think I’d be afraid?”

For a man who had waited for her all these years, consequences didn’t matter. Even if there were any, he could bear them.

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Rhea twisted her wrist and grabbed his arm. “Then stay.‘

Her decisiveness made George narrow his eyes. “Are you just using me for fun?”

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He wondered if she was just rushing into another relationship out of desperation, or if she had simply stopped caring about love.

“Do you think that’s what I’m doing?”

Under the dim light, their gazes locked in a quiet battle. It was clear who would win.

George was the first to give in. He couldn’t argue with her, and he couldn’t bear to let go of the chance to be near her, even if she was using him.

His rationality crumbled. He stepped forward and pulled Rhea into his arms before pressing her to

the bed.

He loved her, and he didn’t care whether she loved him back. As long as he could be with her, nothing else mattered.

The next morning, Rhea woke with sore eyes, restless from a poor night’s sleep.

Frowning, she realized that a pair of hands was resting on her lower abdomen. Her clothes were still on, and George’s arms were still wrapped in his shirt.

Nothing had happened. They had nearly gone all the way last night, but George held back.

He had gone to take a shower. When he returned, he tucked her into the covers without saying a single word and held her as she fell asleep.

Rhea closed her eyes. She knew that this wasn’t right. George hadn’t done anything wrong. But she hadn’t spent enough time with him and hadn’t allowed herself to feel anything at all.

She was simply fed up with Carter’s constant pestering and tired of being linked to him wherever she

went.

A love that was weighed and measured had only ended badly. Since that was the case, Rhea thought that perhaps it was time to stop thinking.

With a sudden pull of his arm, George turned Rhea to face him. His eyes were bloodshot. It seemed that he hadn’t slept at all that night.

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