My Reborn Admirer Wins Over My Heart novel Chapter 109

**Chapter 109: Fingertip Sparks**

In the depths of Micah’s gaze, he found himself captivated by the innocent, moonlit smile of the woman standing before him. It was as if a delicate beam of light had pierced through the shadows of his heart, illuminating the dark corners he had long kept concealed.

He was reminded of a time from their childhood—a distant memory where a small, barefoot girl had pushed open the door to his dimly lit room, bringing with her a warmth that transformed his cold, monochrome existence into something vibrant and alive.

With a gentle resolve, Micah opened his palm and turned his hand, intertwining his fingers with hers, one by one, as if weaving a tapestry of connection.

This time, he vowed to hold on tightly to this radiant light, to witness her brilliance shine forth, and to ensure it would never be snuffed out.

Oriana, lost in the moment, suddenly became aware of their fingers now entwined. A wave of electricity coursed through her, causing her to instinctively hold her breath. The tingling sensation spread from her fingertips, radiating warmth throughout her entire being.

This feeling was entirely new to her; it was an experience she had never encountered before. Her relationship with Grant had blossomed only after he had regained the use of his legs. Prior to that, during the long months of rehabilitation, Oriana had focused solely on supporting him, never once allowing her thoughts to drift toward romance.

By the time they became a couple, physical contact had already become second nature, so even after they began dating, it felt quite ordinary. The thrill of a first handhold, a first embrace, the exhilarating rush that made her heart race—these were sensations she had never truly known.

Yet here she was, feeling all of this and more with Micah. Could it be…?

Noticing the dreamy flicker in her eyes, Micah couldn’t help but chuckle softly, a sound filled with warmth and encouragement. His strikingly handsome features took on an even more enchanting quality, leaving Oriana momentarily breathless as she gazed at him.

“Do you want me to be more impressive than Grant?” he asked playfully, his voice teasing yet sincere.

Oriana was momentarily entranced, her mind racing as she tried to regain her composure. She had once wished for Grant’s success, hoped for him to achieve all his dreams. But now… she felt a surge of defiance.

To hell with that.

She didn’t believe her desire was particularly wicked, yet a nagging worry crept in—what if Micah began to see her as flawed, less than the perfect image he had of her?

Unbeknownst to herself, Oriana realized she had begun to care about Micah’s perception of her. Feeling a blush creep up her cheeks, she hesitated to meet his gaze directly. “Is it wrong of me to think that way?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

The tenderness in Micah’s eyes deepened, and he replied, “No. I find it quite adorable.”

Adorable?

Oriana was taken aback, her expression likely mirroring the astonishment he had shown when she had playfully called him cute after he brought home two little turtles.

This time, however, Micah didn’t hold back. He raised his hand and gently booped the tip of her nose, a playful gesture that sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

“I’m also glad that in your heart, I already hold more importance than Grant,” he added, his voice laced with sincerity.

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