Chapter 1003
Chapter 1003: The First Night I Spent with Her (3)_1
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Not sure if this was a dream.
Becca Reyes sighed softly.
A gentle calling came from beside her ear.
"Becca Reyes."
"Becca Reyes."
"Becca Reyes..."
So familiar it was frightening.
As if it could trigger the suppressed emotions in her heart.
Suddenly, a tear slid from the corner of her eye.
Warm fingers brushed her skin, leaving a lingering warmth as they wiped away the tear from her cheek.
Those careful movements were exceedingly gentle.
Becca Reyes, in a daze, reached out and grabbed a piece of his damp clothing.
She squinted in confusion.
Her vision gradually became clear.
A handsome and tender face came into view, with its stifling gentleness and a hint of worry and discomfort in his brows.
He bent down, eyes slightly lowered, looking at her tenderly.
Those misty eyes, upon meeting hers, struck deep into her soul.
"Calvin Ramos?"
Becca Reyes wrapped her arms around his waist, burying herself directly in his embrace.
"I’m here," Calvin Ramos said softly.
His heart ached slightly.
His fingers trembled lightly as he lifted his hand to cover her soft hair, gently rubbing it, as if to comfort her.
"Calvin Ramos."
Buried in his chest, Becca Reyes called out again.
"I’m here."
Calvin Ramos responded again, softly.
"Calvin Ramos, Calvin Ramos, Calvin Ramos..."
Becca Reyes muttered incessantly, calling out his name.
She was completely out of it.
Calvin Ramos hesitated for a moment.
He lowered his head to look at her lips, gently parting, her cheeks flushed, her lips even redder— like fresh blood.
It was tantalizing.
Pursing his lips, a profound darkness flickered in Calvin Ramos’s eyes, and the next moment, he bent down to capture her lips with his.
The temperature around them began to rise.
His fingers lifted, subconsciously starting to unfasten her buttons.
One, by one.
It seemed as if nothing else mattered any more.
Calvin Ramos kissed her eyes, the hot tears tasting salty.
That jolted him awake.
He stared wide-eyed at the woman in his arms.
A complex sense of guilt surged from the depths of his heart.
Calvin Ramos halted his movements.
She wasn’t fully conscious.
He couldn’t take advantage of her vulnerability.
He wasn’t that kind of man.
He forcefully subdued the restlessness within his body.
Calvin Ramos frowned in discomfort.
— End of Chapter 1003 —