Chapter: 2093

But before she could finish speaking, Wendell cut off her playful complaint with a kiss.

The room had just started to cool down, but the temperature rose again. A gentle night breeze rustled the balcony curtains, letting in a soft stream of moonlight that fell across the bedside.

The two remained intertwined for a long while.

Nestled in Wendell's arms and listening to his steady breathing, Averie softly called, "Mr. Gibson."

Wendell didn't say anything.