Chapter 668 - Things Will Change (2/2)

”I didn't do much,” Sayuri protested, ”You gave me good manpower.”

”It's the least I could do,” Kyle said, ”After all, you helped me a lot with my personal issues.”

Sayuri sighed inwardly while leaning on him.

Going back meant back to normal life.

This would be her first test.

Just like what Kyle had been feeling, Sayuri had as well though for different reasons.

Living here together with him was like a dream come true. If she hadn't been constantly telling herself that it was all just a temporary thing, it really did feel like they were a married couple.

Living together, doing things together, and talking to each other.

It was going to be strange sleeping on her own bed, without him next to her. No waking up to seeing his face first thing in the morning.

She looked out, clenching her fists together.

Would they still be as close as this, or would they drift apart?

After all, she was just his bed partner.

If she didn't do anything, would the time and distance cause him to naturally find a replacement?

A part of her wanted to test it out, and yet, a part of her wanted to hang on to him.

Which would be the right choice?

She had, after all, given herself two years to capture his heart.

With that thought, the choice was clear.

She couldn't leave it up to 'Fate' - or worse, up to him.

He was so dense that he might very well just fill up his needs with someone else if she wasn't around.

”What?” Kyle suddenly turned around to ask her.

He had noted the way she looked at him, and that it soon became an intense stare.

She didn't say a word at first but instead, got closer and placed her hands on his chest.

”We have an hour before we have to leave,” she said softly, running her hands all over his chest, then placed a finger right over each nipple. She pressed on it slightly, then began twirling it.

Kyle's eyes darkened and he lowered his head to kiss her.

She avoided it, smiling a bit as she looked at him through her lashes.

”Sayuri …” hissed Kyle through his teeth as her hands went lower.

”Prelude,” Sayuri whispered, ”To the mile-high club.”