My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 919

Emily Blair bit her lip, forcing her voice out between ragged breaths. “...Feels good, mm!”

But before she could catch her breath, Tristan Davis’s mouth found hers again.

And just like that, it started all over.

With a resigned sigh, Emily squeezed her eyes shut and gave in to fate.

Tristan Davis was a fast learner—how long had it been? Yet his kissing had already improved by leaps and bounds.

Emily thought in despair, all this progress was paid for with the little cuts on her own lips.

Finally, it was over.

This time, Emily managed to steady her heartbeat, pushing Tristan’s shoulder away with what little strength she had left. She repeated herself weakly, “Calm down.”

Tristan watched her in silence for a few seconds. Suddenly, he pulled away and helped her sit up in the car seat.

The two of them sat side by side, wordless and motionless.

Tristan reached over, found a bottle of water with practiced ease, twisted off the cap, and handed it to her. “Here. Drink some water.”

Emily took a mechanical sip, her gaze vacant, staring straight ahead.

Five minutes of heavy silence passed before Emily screwed the cap back on and turned, ready to leave. “Let’s just go home. It’s late.”

Tristan immediately grabbed her hand, his voice cold and sharp from behind.

“You think you can just pretend nothing happened? Pretend you heard nothing?”

Emily froze, then turned back with an awkward laugh. “I just think it’s getting late. We should go home, get some rest.”

There was a pause behind her.

Emily tested the waters, slowly opening the car door.

But in the next instant, Tristan’s chest pressed up against her from behind, his arms circling tightly around her waist.

She watched as Tristan reached past her and firmly shut the car door again.

His voice sounded right in her ear. “Say it clearly.”

Emily’s body went rigid. Her mind was a mess—anxious, but maybe just a little bit thrilled, too?

“Say what?” she managed.

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