Chapter 83

Giselle fell earlier and was hurt quite a bit. But after resting for a while, the pain gradually faded. Donovan and Giselle ended up taking a bath together in the tub. She leaned against the edge of the bathtub, cradling his muscular frame in her arms as she leisurely lathered soap over his skin. Donovan lay against her, letting her hold him close. Her touch was featherlight, her breath warm and teasing against his ear. Each sensation was magnified by the water's embrace, lulling him into a state of surrender. He closed his eyes, letting go completely. Adrift in a haze of bliss, it was as if he were floating through some weightless paradise. At that moment, Giselle couldn't resist pressing her cheek against his. She whispered teasingly in his ear, "Donovan, I want to marry you and have eight children…" Donovan let out a low chuckle, then turned his head and kissed her hard. He gripped the back of her head as he deepened the kiss, making it utterly consuming. … The next morning,