Chapter 203: It Has Always Been
She didn’t know what flowed in his eyes, but something about the darkness soured her eyes.
Resolutely, she plunged into his arms, wrapped around his neck, clinging to the warmth of his neck, sobbing, "I’ve always been yours, probably since I was five years old..."
As long as you need me, I always will be.
The arms wrapped around her waist suddenly tightened, as if trying to break her waist, painful somewhat, but she liked it, liked this fierce need of his, liked being pressed close to him, closer still, wishing she could merge into him.
Strange, moist heat slid across her neck, burning her shoulders, and she could hear his burning breath, and his hoarse voice, "Will you despise me?"
She shrank her neck against this strange feeling, not forgetting to shake her head vigorously.
How could she despise him? She had always feared his contempt.
"I’m not talkative, not good at cheering people up, have a bad temper, am rough on people, and not likable by nature, do you really not despise me?" His voice was muffled, as if coming from her hair.
Her heart ached, he, so outstanding, spoke so lowly of himself!
She rubbed against his chin, his stubble tickling her, "In my heart, you are the best, the very best!" she emphasized like a child.
His grip tightened even more, from her waist to her back, all controlled by his hands, the moist heat slowly moving from her neck to her earlobe, her cheek, her nose, and finally touching her lips.