NovelUSAChapter 908 Chapter 908: But then again, she hadn't loved Kristopher at first sight either. They had married first, and feelings had developed later.
If she had been willing to give Kristopher a chance, even though he had never truly loved her, then... why not Daxton? How could she let one failed love, one painful experience, shut the door on every possibility? The thought took root in her heart. She looked up at Daxton, her voice soft but firm. "At most... I can agree to give it a try. But I can't accept any overly intimate behavior for now. And... I don't want to tell anyone yet. Publicly, we'll still be friends." The moment the words left her lips, guilt flooded her chest. She suddenly felt like a terrible person, like she was keeping her options open, stringing him along without fully committing.
She lowered her gaze, guilt pressing down on her as she added, "I admit my request is a bit much." Her voice was quieter now, unsure. "If you're not willing, just pretend I didn't say anything." "Of course, I'm willing!" His response cso fast, so certain, that she instantly looked up. Daxton took a step closer, his eyes filled with pure, unrestrained joy. Before she could react, he took her hand, his warmth enveloping her fingers.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe held her hand for a long time, as if this single gesture wasn't enough to contain his happiness. Then, suddenly, he let go-only to wrap his arms around her waist instead. He lifted her off the ground and spun her in a full circle on the sidewalk.
For a moment, the world spun around Carrie. A rush of weightlessness, the blur of streetlights, and the hushed murmurs of passing strangers. By the tshe snapped back to reality, she noticed curious glances from pedestrians-ssmiling knowingly, others watching with amusement. Heat crept up her neck, and she quickly reached out, giving Daxton's shoulder a light pat as she whispered, "Con, we're grown-ups now. Don't be so childish-it's a bit silly." Daxton raised a brow, completely unfazed. "What's embarrassing about it?" he asked, his tone relaxed. "Why so serious? We're not middle-aged. You're only in your early twenties. Scollege students who started schooling late are even older than you." He gently lowered her to the ground.
galnovsbrings imagination alive But his words had struck a nerve. Carrie blinked. Right... she was only twenty-four. But when had she last felt her age? She had been a wife. Almost a mother. She had experienced loss, betrayal, survival—things that had aged her far beyond her years. In her mind, she was ten years older than she actually was.
She lowered her head slightly, hiding the faint melancholy in her eyes. Under the dim glow of the streetlights, Daxton only thought she was shy, missing the subtle look of dejection on her face.
Having set her down, he suddenly felt awkward—his hands still hovered in mid-air, unsure of what to do.
Then, as if remembering something, his gaze sharpened. Before she could react, Daxton's hands cupped her face, warm and firm.
In the next second, he leaned in.
A flicker of shock crossed Carrie's face-Daxton's gaze lowered, brushing over her slightly parted lips. For a second, it seemed like he might... But at the last moment, he tilted his head slightly-and instead of kissing her lips, he pressed a gentle peck to her hair.
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But Carrie's entire body stiffened. She had expected herself to flinch to pull ! away. But instead, she simply froze, unsure whether to resist or accept it.
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