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Estelle leaned her forehead against his, whispering softly, “Not the shoulder, it’s my back.” Jonathan

wrapped his arms around her and glanced down at her back as her robe had slipped to her waist,

revealing her skin in the warm, honeyed light. Her delicate complexion was smooth, with a few faint

pink marks scattered like cherry blossoms on a gentle stream, rippling along her graceful curves and

reflecting the shimmer of waves. Estelle tilted her head back, with her eyes closed, and pressed a kiss

to his lips; her voice was hoarse, “It’ll be soon. Once I finish the mission, we can go home. I miss Max, I

miss Milo, and I crave Wilma’s desserts!” She longed to lazily sit with him on the swing set in the

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backyard, basking in the sun. Jonathan kissed her back passionately, “Stay safe!” “Mhm,” she

murmured. She was never going to be a caged canary or a clinging vine for him. She was an eagle

soaring through the sky, with a world of her own to roam. He could escort her through the journey, but

he could never clip her wings. They were partners, side by side! He wanted her to remember that. And

he would remember it too. Jonathan’s body tensed as he continued to kiss her, from the corner of her

lips down to her

chin, her neck, and her collarbone. When he held her body in his arms, her delicate shoulders, her

perfect curves, and her cream-like skin ,drove him wild with a desire to meld her into his very being.

From the balcony to the bedroom, dawn was breaking. Jonathan held her close, “Sleep now, and I’ll

leave once you doze off.” Estelle was exhausted but hesitant to fall asleep in front of Jonathan, so she

gently pushed him away, “It’s nearly morning. You should go. I won’t rest easy if you’re still here.” “What

do you mean?” Jonathan frowned with a light chuckle, “You can’t sleep peacefully with me here?” “With

you here, I’d hate to waste the moment sleeping!” Estelle sat up, grabbed a shirt to help him dress, and

kissed his cheek, “Go on, now!” Jonathan sighed, “This is just like a secret affair!” Estelle couldn’t help

but laugh, “Is it thrilling?” “No, it’s infuriating!” Jonathan said. With her smile widened, she soothed him

with another peck on his cheek, “Thank you, Mr. Lamont!” Jonathan stood up, “Why do I get a bad

feeling now when you call me Mr. Lamont?” Clutching the covers to her chest and leaving only her

twinkling eyes visible, Estelle teased, “Don’t be so sensitive!” He turned and kissed her forehead, “Get

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some good rest.” “Mhm!” Estelle half-closed her eyes, watching Jonathan leave. (Image) Then she

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dressed herself thoroughly before finally lying down. Because she knew that tomorrow, it would be

Lambert waking her up. (Image) Maybe she did trust him, after all. Coոtent оf Draмaոovеls.cом With

these thoughts blurring in her drowsiness, Estelle drifted off to sleep. (Image) So, was her current

reality the true one, or was everything in her dreams the real thing? Could it be that she was dreaming

right now?

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