Chapter: 1470

Gemma was fond of Pierre, trusting him deeply, and although their closeness was relatively new, she was eager for his advances and hoped for more.

What followed unfolded naturally, though they stopped short of going further.

Pierre rested his head against her neck, holding back, his breathing deep and uneven. “What happened just now doesn't count as too much, but if we go further, it will." Continuing would mean crossing a Line where she would wholly belong to him.

Gemma's heart throbbed, her resolve not to retreat evident. "But I can tell you're really enjoying this," she murmured. “Aren't you?"

Pierre was caught between his feelings and the situation, unable to deny it but also unable to respond.