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Chapter 14 Lovie Dovie

The searing kiss against Chelsea McCain’s lips was unusual, she wanted more, needed the man whose whiff tickled her hairs, his playful touch.

It was eccentric, she didn’t want this moment to stop, but then it had to.

“Louis, stop,“ she whimpered straightening her spine.

Louis had a square look, gaped but dare not utter a word. He looked like a stuffed pumpkin, overripe to the core but squishy all the same. His expression brought a witty smile to Chelsea’s parted lips.

“Let me clear the table and return to sleep, I’m exhausted,“ she offered to start to rise.

She had a grip on her crutches, it was quite weird, but she stopped when Louis got a hold of them.

“Stop, I’ll handle this,“ he exclaimed.

Raising a brow, Chelsea had a query look that explained a lot.

“Let me...“ she started, but Louis’s grip was firm, yet, gentle.

“I’ve got this, darling,“ he exhaled rushing to clear the table.

He stuffed the plate in the dishwasher before heading to meet Chelsea, and in one swift moveme
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