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Chapter 14 Day 2: Part 1: His Anchor 

Author: Mavisolie
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-01 00:17:58

A few minutes before her awakening…

He wanted to caress it. Golden Brown or Auburn was it?

Dax’s gaze traced over those tresses,

It was almost… sinful, the way they wrapped around her frame. It looked so… right.

Dax clenched his fist, a subtle action— He wanted that too.

What would they feel like? Having them wrapped around his fingers… a fistful.

Inhaling sharply, he reflexively closed his eyes, the daunting scent of begonia filling his nostrils.

He had his hands in half grasp almost scenting them. As though already holding what it is, he desired most… her.

Exhaling gradually, Dax kept his eyes on his prize, reaching for the wheels of his chair. Dragging himself closer to her.

He caught the light on the smooth surface of her forehead, and from then on he traced, committing all that met his gaze to memory.

Her lashes. Her brows. The bridge of her nose—

Cute! He caught himself smiling.

Did he find it all cute? What was wrong with him?

Dax’s eyes wavered momentarily fro
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