Kneeling for a Second Chance Novel

---- Chapter 340 Valeria's face flushed instantly, though the cool mask helped calm the heat. "Don't mess around," she said. "T'm putting on lotion for you, Mrs. Grant. How is that messing around?" Sebastian's voice was hoarse and low. He sounded as if he were whispering. She knew exactly what he meant. His gaze was so hot that it felt like it could burn right through her. "You have to give me some time to rest. Didn't we just do it this afternoon?" Valeria pressed her legs together and caught his hand. "I can do my legs myself.

I can reach them." She squeezed a bit of lotion onto her calf and rubbed it in. As she bent forward, her slender back curved. Sebastian's fingers tugged lightly at the loose edge of her robe, peeling it open as if unwrapping a gift until her skin shone under the light. His palm, slick with lotion, pressed over her shoulder blades, as if caressing a butterfly's wings. He felt her shiver, goosebumps tingling on her skin. "What about here? Can you reach this yourself?" The smooth glide of the lotion softened the roughness of his fingertips, Valeria turned and glared at him.

Sebastian bent down and scooped her into his arms. She ---- instinctively looped her arms around his neck, lips pressed together in helplessness. It was truly impossible to read his moods. Not long ago, in the car, Sebastian was brooding and had a dark expression. Yet, he turned into a beast now that they were home. Did he graduate in theatrical illusions? "Hurry up. I want to sleep." Valeria's eyelids were heavy, her body worn out from the day's overexertion. She closed her eyes before it was even over, her head turning slightly to the side.

Under the soft glow of the light, Sebastian lowered his head and pressed a reverent kiss to her brow. Valeria let out a faint hum, her consciousness slipping. He couldn't help but ask again. "Will you leave me?" "'No, Iwon't." Hearing her murmured reply, Sebastian finally let out a breath of relief. "Riri, we will have so many decades ahead of us." She still gave a soft hum, even when she was half-asleep. He didn't know if she was truly responding, but when he heard it, the storm clouds in his eyes slowly dissipated. Valeria slept until 10:00 am the next morning.

Rather, a phone call had woken her up. ---- Sebastian stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, speaking quietly on the phone. Even though his voice wasn't loud, Valeria still heard the conversation. He was talking to Martha. Propping herself up on one arm, Valeria sat up. The robe slipped off her shoulder, her long hair spilling down her chest. Hearing movement , Sebastian turned to look at her. After a few more words with Martha, he hung up the call. He walked over to the bed, pinched her cheek, and said, "You're awake.

Didn't you promise to make me breakfast?" Valeria shoved him lightly, fully awake now. "You've got some nerve to say that." Who spent their wedding night so relentlessly like that? She had no idea how late he had kept her up. Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly noticed a tube of ointment on the nightstand . The box lay open beside it, and the cream inside was slightly indented. "What's this?" Valeria asked instinctively. "For the swelling." She was silent for several seconds. Then, she glared at Sebastian before climbing out of bed and heading to the bathroom. She turned on the shower.

'The warm spray eased the soreness in her body. Suddenly, she ---- remembered that he hadn't used a condom last night. He had released himself inside her, but the doctor had said it was very difficult for her to get pregnant.