Female Novel
Chatper 1768
“lm contemplating why | could be such a jerk. How could | leave a stunning lady like you alone for two years?”Arching her brows, Rosalynn playfully jabbed his firm chest. “You really were a jerk.”
Brian chuckled, his hand gently brushing through her hair. He sighed, “It’s a shame. | left in such a huff, not knowing how manymoments of happiness in bed | missed.”
Rosalynn was left speechless.She pinched him, accustomed to his recurrent references to their intimacy.novelbin
Brian laughed, lowered his head, and pressed a gentle kiss. He murmured softly, “Tell me, how did you spend these past twoyears when | was away?”
“It was quite routine mostly. | either attended classes, stayed at home, or visited Grandpa,” Rosalynn shared.Brian wrapped his arm around her, leading the way. “What kept you busy at home?”“Writing, drawing...”
They ascended to the third-floor living room, where an expansive floor-to-ceiling window unveiled the mesmerizing nightpanorama.
Over the past two years, this space had become her sanctuary. A place to sit on the soft carpet, embracing the sunlight orchannel her creativity into writing novels.
Brian joined her by the window, cradling her in his arm, their shared imaginations unfolding before them.
In the afternoons, she'd sit cross-legged on the plush carpet, clad in loose pajamas, her hair cascading gently over her shouldersas she sketched or tapped away on the keyboard.
The golden sunlight, streaming through the glass, painted her delicate features in an ethereal glow, akin to a masterpiece craftedby a skilled artist.
Brian sighed inwardly, grappling with regret once more.If only he could rewind to two years ago, threading his life into hers sooner.He could witness her evolution from the outset, an appreciation burgeoning into a gradual cascade of love.
Their story would unfold from the beginning, blessed with more companionship than misunderstandings.
Luckily, their shared destiny still stretched ahead.
Brian swiveled Rosalynn’s form toward him. “Darling, thank you for affording me the chance to love you. It’s a gift that ensures |harbor no regrets in this lifetime.”
The lament of what might have been if he hadn’t pursued her back echoed in his heart.His eyes bore into her, pools of tenderness overflowing.
Rosalynn, feeling as if she'd indulged in an excess of honey, nearly sweet to the point of saturation, retaliated with a playfulshove of his solid chest.
“Alright, didn’t you complain about me cuddling Teddy and getting all dirty? I’ll hop into a hot shower first.”