Chapter 875

Jessamine inhaled small gulps of air and filled her lungs with oxygen. Then, she exhaled slowly, as if it was the only way to ensure she wouldn't suffocate.

For a long time after, she nestled against his chest and murmured softly, "I spoke with Layla in the afternoon. She should be asleep now and won't be waiting for me."

Jessamine didn't answer his question directly, but Thaddeus understood the underlying meaning instantly.

She didn't say no, so that meant she had accepted him.

Thaddeus held her face gently, with his thumb lightly brushing the corner of her eye. In the mood of the moment, the simple gesture felt incredibly intimate.

He bowed his head to kiss her lips—they were plump and bouncy like jelly, and no amount of it could satisfy him.

Jessamine wasn't sure how long they had been kissing, but a sliver of her sanity remained, reminding her that they were in the office. In her mind, a clear-headed version of herself was having a tug-of-war with a passionate and impulsive s