Nolan’s face looked softened under the interlacing white lights and shadows—it was flawless, profound, and attractive that no words could describe his perfection.
Maisie walked toward him, lifted her hand, rubbed his eyebrows lightly, and slid her finger down the bridge of his well-defined nose.
Nolan frowned, raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, dragged her into his arms, and then slowly opened his eyes to look at her. “You’re really a bad woman.”
Maisie chuckled, placed her hands on his shoulders, and leaned closer to him. “How am I a bad woman?”
He then wrapped his arms around her waist. “You’re finally done with your work. Are you hungry?”
“Yes.” She nodded.
Nolan hugged her with a smile, pressed his lips and nose against her neck, and gave off a pregnant smirk. “Are you really hungry?”
Maisie pushed against his chest feebly. “Stop fooling around already. I’m really hungry, so hungry that I literally have no strength to do anything now.”
Nolan stopped messing around, let go
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