Chapter 82 I Need to Know If She Still Loves Me, Because If She Does, Then I…
Emma was wearing a white lace set that was incredibly sexy, leaving far too much skin exposed. I had never seen her in lingerie before. God. That body. Curvy, lush, soft in all the right places. She looked like a model, everything perfectly placed, just on a fuller, more generous scale. And somehow, all of it was meant for me now. The moment she realized I was staring, she ran for the bathroom, but it was too late. I caught up to her. And once again, she couldn't resist. She kissed me. We kissed. My hands traced her curves, memorizing her shape, until she pulled away again. This time I actually complained. We were going to be married. It was natural for us to have moments like that. Still, I let it go. We got ready, and each of us went where we needed to go. That afternoon, I left my office and headed to her bakery. When I arrived, I saw that idiot again. Jealousy hit me hard. Why wouldn't he leave her alone? Of course he wouldn't. He'd been part of her past. Men li
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