Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe)
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Chapter 116 Don't Move

Chapter 116 Don't Move

I was just as shocked as he was. Although I was 28 when died, my experience with Luke in real situations only amounted to that one night-and it happened after we'd both been drinking.

That night, I was incredibly drunk, everything a blur in my memory. The next morning. I woke up over, but I couldn't quite remember how it had felt at the time.

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This, however, was different. I could feel the heat of a man on me so clearly for the first time.

I knew men tended to wake up with these kinds of reactions, but having him so close, his warmth pressing against me, made my face turn bright red, my heart race uncontrollably. Flustered, I had no idea how to react in the moment.

I quickly remove myeg from around his waist, but in my panic, my knee brushed across his willy.

A soft groan escaped from him, "Mmm."

Carter's eyes deepened. His voice, low and husky, brushed over my ear. "Don't move."

Learefully lifted my gaze to him. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, his jaw tight, his expression one of restrained patience. His half-closed eyes betrayed the effort it took to hold back.

Our bodies were still pressed together, and his body temperature surrounded me from all sides, burning through the blankets.

The scent of the rose body lotion on my skin filled the air, adding an intensity to the moment.

Carter's features were more striking than Luke's. His face was finely chiseled, his features sharp and defined, and his cold, indifferent eyes locked onto me.

I had been scared before, but now, I wasn't. My hody felt strangely alive, as though a warm current was flowing from my lower abdomen all the way to my limbs, even down to my tailbone, leaving me tingling We didn't say anything, just lying there quietly. After a while, Carter finally released the hand he had placed on my waist.

I threw the covers off and jumped out of bed, the cool air hitting me like a splash of cold water, cooling the warmth that had been rising within me.

"I was supposed to go back to sleep after giving you the therapy last night, but you suddenly grabbed me, and I couldn't pull away," I explained, trying to make sense of the situation

He probably hadn't had a proper rest in days, and he wasn't fully aware of what had happened.

Thinking of this, Carter said coldly, "Sorry."

"It's fine. I-I'll just go freshen up," I said, hastily flee toward the bathroom.

My body felt like it was on fire. I was burning up.

I turned on the warm water and took a quick shower, trying to cool myself down.

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Originally, I thought Carter was incapable of such things, but clearly, I had been wrong.

The sensation of my knee brushing past his willy made my heart pound wildly again.

So hard.

And so big.

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I splashed some water on my face, trying to calm myself. How could I be thinking like this? Especially when he had been an elder of mine for all these years.) Unbeknownst to me, Damian entered the bedroom while I was deep in thought in the bathroom.

He handed Carter a tablet and said, "Mr. Bolton, here is all the information on Ms. Gardner."

"Mm."

Damian turned around to get Carter's clothes ready. Carter, listening to the sound of the shower, lowered his gaze. He instructed. "You can leave now." "Yes, sir." Damian left quickly, closing the door behind him.

Carter lowered his gaze to the screen.

It contained detailed records about Zoey's background her life's events, her likes and dislikes, and even the exact scores from her elementary school classes.

The more he read, the more furrowed his brow became

After finishing in the bathroom, I realized I had rushed in without bringing a change of clothes.

Living with someone was still so new to me.

Luckily, there was a robe prepared for me by Carter's staff, so I quickly put it on.

Inside, I wasn't wearing anything.

I had no idea how Zoey's body had grown up, but I had to admit that even before, my shape wasn't bad. However, Zoey's body was flawless, with fair skin, a tiny waist, and slim, long legs that were even longer than mine. On top of that, a naturally full bust. Even without a bra it stood proud.

I tied the robe as tightly as I could, but it still couldn't hide everything."

At least Carter wasn't rude, so I didn't have to worry to much.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but marvel. Youth was such a gift-my skin was full of collagen, glowing with vitality.

I opened the door, planning to go to the other room to change, but then I felt a sharp, intense gaze fall on

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It was a commanding look that I couldn't ignore, and urned instinctively.

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Carter's eyes hadn't left mine, boring into my eyes,

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He was sitting on the edge of the bed, the blanket draperi below his waist, his pajamas disheveled from when I had pulled them earlier.

He held the tablet, his eyes heavy with too many complicated emotions, making me feel uneasy.

"Mr. Bolton, is there something you need?"

"Nothing. I just want to know what you'd like for breakfast. His tone was casual, but his gaze was intense.

I almost jumped; his stare was so powerful.

There I was, thinking maybe he had figured something out.

"Anything's fine. I'm not picky."

After I said that, I saw his finger lightly tap the tablet, cach movement almost rhythmic, a subtle pressure that filled the room.

"You've married into my family. I don't want to make you uncomfortable," he said, his voice soft but serious.

He was so thoughtful, so different from Luke, who only ever thought of himself.

I smiled and said, "Then juice and granola. I usually eat light for breakfast."

"Do you like juice? I'll have the kitchen prepare them in advance."

"I do.

"Sweet or sour?"

"Either works; I'm not picky. Mr. Bolton, I'm going to change now."

He gave me a long, steady look. "Okay."

After I left, Carter glanced back at the tablet.

Zoey had grown up abroad, rarely visiting home. Her tastes leaned heavily towards foreign foods. particularly desserts, and she couldn't tolerate spicy food,

Her personality was melancholic, and she rarely smiled

She often dressed in dark, gothic styles.

I opened the wardrobe. Back then, most of my wardrobe consisted of business attire, my mind always preoccupied with meetings.

Now, there was no need to think about anything else. Leould wear whatever I liked.

My eyes landed on a pink wool coat, paired with a whit turtleneck sweater and jeans

I applied light makeup and tied my hair in a bun

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This was the best age to be-l should be wearing soft, pastel colors, looking like a college student.

Wait, I am a college student.

I had suddenly been transported back to my twenties, and I still wasn't used to the disparity.

As I picked out shoes, I heard a voice behind me.

"That pair of white ones.

I turned to see him pointing at a pair of fuzzy slippers.

"Alright."

I changed and twirled in front of him, grinning like a fool.

After all these years, I could finally live however I wanted!

I didn't need to uphold any so-called dignity for being Mrs. Bolton.

"Do they look good?" I asked him, feeling carefree.

He stared at me, lost in thought, his eyes growing deeper. His voice was husky as he said, "You look beautiful."