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Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her. “They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her. “Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before. They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?” “Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”. “I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”. “I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.

she cocked her brow, her tone matter of fact. “Obviously not, but there has to be a middle ground between bed rest and insanity.” “There isn’t. That’s why bed rest sucks.” She settled into the chair beside the bed. “Want me to read to you? I found this absolutely terrible supernatural romance where the werewolf heroine falls for a vampire—” “That sounds awful.” “It’s amazingly awful. That’s the point.” She opened the book, clearing her throat dramatically. “Chapter One: The night I met Aire was the night everything changed…”

he said, rubbing the back of his neck, “but there’s running water, heat, and stocked shelves.” “No, it’s… it’s perfect,” I said quietly. “It smells like pine and cinnamon. Like peace.” He smiled at that. “You always did love cheesy metaphors.” “You love them too,” I said, walking over to the fireplace. “Don’t lie.” “I tolerate them. With great effort.” I gave him a look. “I caught you reading a romance novel once, remember?” He actually laughed—just a quick huff of air, but it was real. “That was one time. It was for a book club.”

Author Pov Luciana steadily opened her eyes and let out a yawn snuggling her head more to something hard but she still felt so warm that she couldn't help but to held that warmth closer. Her eyes met a bare chest which was steadily going up and down. She pulled her head up a little and then realized that she was laying on her husband's bare chest. She was laying on him as he was laying on the sofa. She stared at his peaceful sleeping face for some time finally realizing how handsome her husband is.

Even the host had forgotten to speak. Matthew handed the roses to Christina, but feeling a sudden chill, she leaned back subconsciously, not taking his flowers. Matthew’s smile was warm as jade, and his voice was like the breeze in a spring rain. “Christina, I like you.” Christina could not help but shiver and rub the goosebumps on her arm. “Mr. Henderson, what do you like about me?” “Does one need a reason to like someone?” Matthew immediately began to flirt again.

I just sighed heavily. I also went upstairs to read. I really like reading some novels especially Romance genre. It feels real and my imagination is really working when I'm reading those scenes that I like. I imagined that I am the main character and wished that I have a happy ending with my partner. But most especially, the lessons of life.

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He would put on an apron and research recipes whenever I said I had no appetite, and he would hold me and sing me lullabies whenever I could not sleep. They said the heir to the mafia family was cold and heartless, because he saved all his warmth for me. I once thought his warmth was mine forever, too. Now, though, I knew that this marriage was just another way for him to shield and protect Summer. “Oh, right,” Victor said casually, pushing a lock of hair behind my ear.

Nathan’s hand moved from my hip and slid up my side, his palm hot even through the thin fabric of my shirt. I could feel the heat of his skin burning into me and it made me realize something that sent a spike of panic through my lust-hazed brain. He was getting warmer, his whole body was heating up just like it had right before he collapsed in the kitchen. His skin was almost too hot to touch and I could feel him starting to tremble. “Nathan,” I tried to say against his mouth, but he swallowed my words with another deep kiss. His hand kept moving upward, sliding along my ribcage, and then suddenly his palm was cupping my breast.

Katherine settled against the headboard, her back resting against the cool wood and picked up the novel she had left open on the nightstand, a romance novel that had been waiting patiently for her attention. The pages were soft under her fingertips. She began to read, the story weaving its spell around her, the outside world fading as she became immersed in the tale of two lovers navigating the complexities of trust and desire.