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“You definitely need to shower, you are covered in dirt. And I think I have moss stuck to my ass,” he laughs, stepping inside. and turning on the shower.
Steam begins to rise, curling around us. Soren helps me undress, his fingers brushing against my skin, sending shivers racing along my spine before dragging me in the shower with him. The water cascades down, and he works his hands. through my hair, massaging the shampoo into my scalp. It feels divine—the tension of the day melting away under his
touch.
“Let me,” he says softly, guiding me to face him. He rinses the suds away. His gaze lingers on me, his eyes flicker, the hunger in his gaze sends butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispers, leaning in closer. And then, he
steals a kiss.
Soren’s fingers glide over my shoulders, soft yet firm, sending tingles racing down my spine. I’m caught in a blissful haze, but as his lips brush against mine again, a knot of urgency tightens in my chest.
“Wait,” I whisper, pulling back just enough to meet his gaze. His eyes are darkened with desire, but there’s a flicker of confusion in them too.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, brushing a damp strand of hair behind my ear.
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“Max,” I remind him. “I promised I’d play with him. We can’t… you know.” My voice dips, barely above a murmur, trying to keep the moment from spiraling out of control.
Soren releases a heavy sigh, his brow furrowing as he processes my words. “You’re right,” he concedes reluctantly, though the heat in his expression doesn’t fade. “But-”
“No ‘buts,” I interrupt, biting my lip. “You need to talk to your mother. The wedding invites… they’re going out soon, aren’t they?”
He hesitates, his fingers stilling along my waist. “Fine,” he says, running a hand through his wet hair. “I’ll talk to her. But after…” his eyes roam my body and a playful growl escapes him as he tugs me closer.
“After…” he repeats, his voice smoky and suggestive. I can’t help but laugh, the tension in the room melting away with his
words.
“Yes, after,” I agree with a certain shyness, his provoking gaze making my heart race.
We quickly finish rinsing off, our movements hurried now, the tension shifting from intimate to practical. I grab a towel, wrapping it around myself as Soren does the same.
“Go, I’ll catch up with you after I dress,” I tell him, trying to ignore the lingering warmth of his touch on my skin. Hist reluctance is palpable, but after one last lingering look, he nods and leaves the room.
I take a moment to steady myself, closing my eyes as I lean. against the cool marble countertop and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My mind is whirling with thoughts of Soren, of
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Max, and of that dreaded conversation I need to have but
don’t want to.
Once I’m dressed in something comfortable and ready to face the world again, I find Soren downstairs in the living room. Max is curled up beside him on an oversized couch, engrossed in a children’s book while Soren reads aloud. The scene tugs at my heartstrings a picture of domestic bliss. that makes my upcoming confession all the more daunting.
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I join them on the couch, tentatively reaching out a hand to smooth down Max’s hair as he continues scanning over the pictures. He looks up at me then, his bright blue eyes shining with joy. “Bree!” he exclaims, hitching himself onto my lap and showing me his book.
“I thought you were seeing your mother?”
“She isn’t here, it explains why Damian was watching Max. She went into town to see her friend, she’ll be home tonight.” Soren tells me and I glance at the window, the sky darkening as the sun begins falling. I nod.
I spend the next hour lost in laughter and stories with Max while Soren watches us with a soft smile on his face. But even amid this warmth and happiness, I can’t shake off the anxiety gnawing at me. I keep going back and forth with needing to tell him but not wanting to.
Finally, after dinner and when Max drops off to sleep after a movie and several stories, Soren and I tuck him into bed. It’s late when we finally find ourselves alone again in our room.
Soren wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me closer as we sit on the edge of the bed. “You’ve been distant tonight,” he murmurs, his thumb tracing small circles on my hip. “Is
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I take a deep breath, steadying myself before I meet his eyes. “Soren,” I begin, my heart pounding in my chest when a knock sounds at our bedroom door. I quickly climb off Soren’s lap and he moves to answer the door. Opening the door he reveals it’s his mother.
“Sorry to bother you both. Damian said you were looking for me and your father?” she asks Soren. Soren sighs and glances at me over his shoulder and I nod, slipping under the covers.
“Yeah, just let me get a shirt. I will meet you both in my study.” he tells her and she nods, giving me a small wave around Soren. I give her a soft smile and wave and she wanders off while he grabs his shirt from the closet, Soren comes over and pecks my lips.
“Sleep, I’ll deal with my mother’s tantrums. I’ll be back soon after she has finished beating me,” he laughs. I giggle and get
comfortable.
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