Chapter 268

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Noticing her discomfort, Collin relaxed his hold slightly, his rough fingertips tenderly brushing away a droplet of moisture from the corner of her lips.
“This isn’t your first kiss. How do you still not know how to breathe properly?” His light-hearted tease deepened Linsey’s blush.
She shot him a look of embarrassed defiance, though it carried no real threat. Unbeknownst to her, her flushed cheeks and bright, glistening eyes only added to her allure in Collin’s eyes.
Her lips, soft and pink, shone enticingly, awakening desires within Collin. He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing visibly as he admired her, his gaze intensifying with desire.
Linsey’s heart raced, her breathing hastened as she bashfully averted her eyes. Just when she thought Collin might lean in for another kiss, he pressed his lips together, stepped back, and advised, “Go change into something dry. You’ll catch a cold.”
Linsey stared at him in disbelief, her eyes wide.
She observed his calm, composed demeanor and momentarily wondered if she had misheard him.
“What did you just say? You’re just letting me go?” The shock almost made her bite her tongue.
She examined his serene expression, questioning whether the passion of their recent kiss had been a figment of her imagination.
Collin chuckled, amused by her astonishment. “What else would I do?” He watched her reaction with curiosity and added, “If you don’t want to be close to me, I won’t force you.”
What? When had she ever indicated she didn’t want to be near him? Pointing to herself in confusion, Linsey protested, “I don’t want to?” Her shyness was just that, simple and innocent!
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Linsey was exasperated. She labeled Collin as clueless and unromantic in her mind.
Then it dawned on her—Collin was probably just trying to respect her feelings. Feeling somewhat reassured, Linsey gathered her courage and challenged, “Who said I didn’t want to?”
However, as soon as her gaze met Collin’s, her newfound confidence wavered. Collin raised an eyebrow, gently pinching her chin. “Is that so?” he teased.
He paused for a moment before letting out a sigh. “I don’t want to make things difficult for you. The last time… it was because you were drunk, and I shouldn’t have taken that step.”
Collin helped Linsey to her feet, then began to turn his wheelchair to leave. In a panic, Linsey grasped his arm. “That’s not true! Even if I hadn’t been drinking, I would’ve wanted this!”
Collin turned back, shaking his head. “You don’t need to say things just to make me feel better.”
She was telling the truth.
Frustrated and unable to find the words to convince him, Linsey acted impulsively. She threw herself at him, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Without a second thought, she began to peel off his soaked clothes.
Linsey tore Collin’s collar, leaving it casually undone.
Collin, seated in his wheelchair, momentarily stiffened. He stared at Linsey, his eyes reflecting astonishment at her unexpected move.
Catching the surprise on his face, Linsey hesitated, her lips just inches from his. In a soft murmur, she asked, “What’s going on? Your turn to be distracted?”
Collin’s response was gentle. “I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” he said, even as his arms encircled Linsey’s waist, holding her close.
A slight frown crossed Linsey’s face. She wasn’t in the mood for serious conversations.
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