Chapter 10

As Tiffany watched my departing figure, her cheeks turned pink once more.

She was deeply savoring the feeling of being held by me. My embrace had been so broad, and my arms so strong. She must have felt a deep sense of stability while being held tightly in my arms. She couldn't help the quickening of her breath.

Tiffany was no longer in the mood to cook.

She sat on my bed, gently touching the spot where I had been lying. The sheets still held the warmth of my body. As she kept touching, she couldn't help but lie down. It was as if she were still in my embrace.

She hadn't felt such a solid and reassuring embrace from a man in a long time. It filled her with infatuation and longing.

Tiffany pulled the blanket over herself when an unprecedented sensation hit her. She couldn't resist slipping her hands under her clothes as she let out soft sighs.

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I'd only meant to tease Tiffany a bit at first. Somehow, I ended up fleeing instead.

First of all, I didn't have enough courage. Seco