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Chapter 65: Tell me, sweetheart

Morgan's POV

I watched as her face flushed as red as a tomato when I didn't kiss her. She had no idea how many times I had watched the CCTV footage of the front door, hoping to see her. Holding her hand, I pulled her onto my chest; her palms spread out, slightly pushing against my chest, wanting to put a distance between us.

She was still sulking because of what happened, with her lips pouted. I wrapped my hands around her, pulled her closer, and muttered softly, “I missed you, kitten.”

She looked up at me with her clear, bright eyes and batted her lashes innocently at me, and I felt her relax herself against me as her palms rested comfortably on my chest. I cupped her face and planted a chaste kiss on her forehead, making my lips linger for a while before taking a step back and bringing her inside the penthouse. I led her to the couch and made her sit.

“Dinner would be ready soon; just watch some TV and wait for me,” I said and turned to go to the kitchen.

“What are you cooking?
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