Chapter 1190:
Dylan lay there, watching Christina sleep with the softest smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
She shifted closer in her sleep, snuggling into him without even realizing it. His smile grew wider, eyes full of something warm and steady—the kind of look that only ever belonged to her.
He wanted to kiss her forehead, but just a little touch might wake her. So instead, he just stayed there, watching her breathe, holding her close.
His arm was numb from being her pillow all night, but he didn’t care. The discomfort felt like a strange little gift.
As he remembered how bold she’d been last night, something in his chest tightened—a flutter of affection.
He dropped his gaze with a soft chuckle, shaking his head at how thoroughly she’d gotten to him. He was in too deep now—and he wouldn’t have it any other way. She was his, and he wasn’t about to let anyone else near her heart.
His eyes narrowed just slightly, a quiet, protective edge surfacing beneath the softness.
But then she stirred. And just like that, the steel melted back into warmth.
She blinked up at him, eyes slowly adjusting to the light, and the first thing she saw was him—smiling, soft, full of love, looking at her like she was the only thing that mattered.
“How long have you been up?” Christina asked softly, her cheeks tinged with a soft pink.
“Just now,” Dylan murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead. He gently traced the outline of her face with his fingertips.
Lately, he couldn’t get enough of the physical contact between them—even something as simple as holding her hand felt perfect. All he really wanted was to be close to her.
Feeling shy under his intense gaze, Christina curled in tighter against him, pressing her face to his chest and wrapping her arms around him.
𝖀𝗉𝖽𝖆𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖋𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇 gal𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀．𝖼𝗈𝗆
His body was warm, just the right kind of warm. She didn’t want to let go.
The more time they spent together, the more she craved his touch.
Whether she was curled up in his arms or lounging across his lap, just being near him made her feel completely at peace. Sometimes she’d lie there with her head on his thigh, sneaking glances up at his face, just quietly admiring him.
And if he was wearing one of those half-buttoned white shirts, her eyes would slowly wander down over his abs, across his strong chest, linger on that tempting Adam’s apple… and then finally settle on his ridiculously handsome face looking down at her.
She’d drink in every little detail. In those quiet moments, just looking at him made her heart feel full.
She didn’t even need to touch him—just one glance at the man she loved was enough to make her dopamine overflow and make her smile like an idiot.
Even if she tried to play it cool, the love in her eyes always gave her away.
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Message from Noah: Sorry for the delay, dear ones. I wanted to bring as many chapters as I could—there were 18 novels, so it was a lot to go through. Still, I hope you enjoyed the chapters. God loves you, and Noah wishes you all the best. (ɔO‿=)ɔ ♥
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