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Aatalo shot her one last charming smile before he left her room. Rosie exhaled deeply before her eyes settled on Anthony. His back was facing her as he stood in front of her desk, lost in thought as he stared at one of her drawings. Rosie slowly walked up to him, stopping beside him. She looked down to see the drawing he was looking at. It was a realistic drawing of a boy. The only thing that stood out was that while the rest of the picture was perfectly and realistically shaded in and drawn completely, the eyes were left unshaded and undone.

I left her under the watch of a nurse, though I knew she wouldn’t wander. When I came back later, I froze in the doorway. Amy was sitting in front of Ace, signing to him with small, deliberate gestures. Ace watched her, brow furrowed, trying to make sense of what she was saying. Then, he reached for a doctor’s notepad and began to draw. Simple figures. Lines. Shapes. He was trying to communicate. Amy watched carefully, then took the pen and began to draw her own replies. Crude, a little shaky, but surprisingly clear.

“These are pretty.” Amy’s cheeks flushed. “I wasn’t exactly planning for anyone to see them.” His eyes darkened as he looked up at her. “No? Not even Asa?” “No,” she said firmly. “Not Asa.” Lucas’s chest expanded, and he kissed her again, gentler this time but no less intense. His fingers traced the edge of her panties, a question in the touch. Amy answered by lifting her hips slightly, giving him permission without words. Lucas knelt before her, his eyes never leaving hers as he slowly drew the lace down her legs.

Jessica said as she opened her drawer to bring out her drawing booklets. “Oh Yes! Have you made your wedding dress? Can I see it?” Amy asked as her eyes glimmered with excitement. “You can see it…“, Amy’s eyes beamed with joy, “But on the wedding day. Now go back to work and call me in lunchtime.” Jessica said as she lowered her head and continued to work on her designs. Amy too silently left the room allowing Jessica some silence. When it was time for lunch Amy went to call for Jessica. She knocked on the door and didn’t dare enter before asked because once she had done so only to be faced by an angry Jessica.

she mutters without looking up. “But you’re my rose,” I say. She groans. “Arghhh, Damien, just focus!” She continues drawing, muttering to herself as her hands move confidently across the page. I sit still for a good ten minutes—which is basically a record for me—until she finally says, “I’ll give you a break.” I stretch, stand, and walk over to her, the rose still in my hand. She looks up as I close the distance between us, and I gently tuck the flower behind her ear.

They are not extended at the moment but be my guest. Amy drew her hand slowly up to Marcus' mouth and one finger went inside between his teeth, running it across the sharp points. Amy removed her finger, leaned her head down and softly kissed him. His hands pulled her body full length on top of his as the kiss deepened. Amy finally drew her lips away from his, "I want to kiss all of you, every place on your body."

I relaxed and started doing my work. I'm smiled like crazy woman when I started drawing my designs. I love this work!! "Elie! Who is that new guy?", Amy teased me when she entered. "Amy! Don't you have any better works to do?", I questioned her with a glare. "Nahh!! Just curious! Tell me", she sat on my desk with a smile. " Okay! I don't know a single thing about him expect his name Ryder", I finished. "Don't tell me you brought him to our home last night", she is trying hard to control her laugh.

Rosa announced as she burst through the door without knocking. "Thanks, hon," I said, giving her an air kiss next to her cheek, careful not to smudge my lipstick. "Come here and let's fix your veil," she said, pulling out a chair in front of a mirror for me to sit in. Jase suddenly cooed. I looked over and Amy was showing him her bracelet. "You spoil him too much," I teased. "Hey, he's my little man! I have to spoil him!" Amy said in self-defense, cooing to Jase.

Meanwhile, Amy drew detailed plans for the herb garden beside him. She had made a quick sketch in the afternoon. But since she had more time to work on it, she wanted to refine her design. Aiden turned around and noticed how focused she was. He was also impressed by her design. “I didn’t realize you had such skill, Miss Green. Your drawings are pretty good,” he said in surprise. Amy shook her head and smiled. “I’m just an amateur. Simple designs are fine, but I can’t handle anything complex.” “You’re being modest, Miss Green.”

Her face became panicked. Unfortunately, Amanda smiled at the cook's anxiety. "Why are you smiling, Miss? Did something go wrong?" "No, Aunt Rose. I find it funny to see your expression. The taste of the food is as good as always. I just wanted to ask you for a grade." She took out a folded paper from her dress pocket. "Please look at my drawing, Auntie. What do you think?" The woman in the brown apron unfolded the paper, and she found a drawing of an apple tree. Every stroke was so detailed, making Aunt Rose observe for quite a while.