Chapter 14

“That's not what I meant. I was just thinking about something that happened before.” Carlton didn't know if he was explaining to Calista or to himself. Why did he suddenly call out Flora's name? Why did he mistake the person in his arms? Why did he... think of her like that? Carlton's face was cold. Calista looked at him for a long time, then kissed him. Carlton’s eyes widened in surprise. “I understand, Carlton. You don’t need to explain.” Calista reached out and embraced him. Over the past few days, they had engaged in intimate behavior, but it had always been superficial, never progressing further. Now, feeling her warm body, Carlton rolled over and pinned his beloved beneath him. The pure white nightgown was torn open. Carlton had never been so impatient before. Though he had been with many women, only Calista made him cherish her so deeply—he wanted her to be his immediately yet couldn’t bear to hurt her. Their first time was cautious, but once he entered, Carlton let out a sati