Jacks POV
She never relented in sending those sweetness to my soul. And my heart moaned and rumbled under the pressure until it heightened.
A loud groan escaped my lips, and I cumed in my arms.
I slowly opened my eyes to face reality. I was stuck to the window, with my arms covered in my own release.
I quickly pulled my arms away and washed them in the sink by the wall. I hastily adjusted my belt and trousers.
I looked around; no one was in view, except me and Catherine lying in that bed, peacefully sleeping.
I watched her sleep, my heart soared just at the sight of her.
This is what she had done to me. I can't let go of her, even though she doesn't remember who I am.
I must make sure to stir those memories afresh into that lovely heart.
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Three hours later.
Still standing, mesmerized in my delusions, drowned in self-misery and pleasure, waiting to hear from Peter, I heard his footsteps approaching from the distance.
