Chapter 347

She was sitting on his lap as he wrapped both arms tightly around her, resting his head against her arm, taking in her scent like his life depended on it. Maria Lewis’s face turned bright red. She glanced around nervously, first at the room, then at the kitchen, panicking that someone might walk out any second. “There are people in the house! Let go of me,” she whispered, pulling at his hands, flustered. James Bennett's Adam’s apple bobbed as he whispered hoarsely, “I love you.” His voice was low and tender, almost tickling her heart. Her ears turned even redder, and she was blushing like a cooked lobster. Even her voice came out soft and squeaky, “Okay, I get it. Now let go.” “Only if you say you love me too.” “Oh, come on!” “I just want to hear you say it,” he said, rubbing his cheek lightly against her arm, feeling like he might explode. Maria suddenly realized something and froze completely, face heating up all over again. She hurriedly mumbled, “Fine, I love you. Happy now?” He le