Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3513

She aimed a swift kick at his shin. "Carson, you're crossing the line!"

"Am I?" Carson didn't even try to dodge, likely guessing there would be no real force behind her kick. "Let's give it a try. If I leave you satisfied, that's just one more reason for you to marry me."

Her heart was racing out of control. "Stop talking nonsense," she whispered frantically. "Claire is right outside."

"She already left."

"How do you know?"

Marina glanced up. Catching sight of his flushed, thoroughly kissed lips, her mind short-circuited. A jolt of electricity shot straight down her spine.

Catching her distracted stare, Carson leaned in to kiss her again, his tone dripping with suggestion. "Let's make this official. You can kiss me whenever you want. I'm all yours."

Her thoughts dissolved into a hazy fog. A soft moan escaped her lips, almost sounding like a murmur of agreement.

This man was entirely too seductive. She was genuinely losing the battle. Before the enemy could even breach the gates, she was ready to wave the white flag.

It was incredibly frustrating!

As another breathless kiss came to an end, Marina rested her forehead against his shoulder. "We really need to go out there," she managed to say, her voice husky.

Carson didn't push her this time. He took a moment to steady his breathing, then threaded his fingers through hers and led her out the door.

As they descended the staircase, a belated realization hit Marina. Did they even need to make it official?

Weren't they already kissing whenever they wanted? It wasn't as if he was ever going to say no.

Downstairs, Mrs. Foster immediately spotted their joined hands. A gentle, knowing smile touched her lips. "Did we interrupt something?"

Marina immediately snatched her hand back. "No, not at all! I just finished my practice and we were coming down for lunch anyway."

Mrs. Foster cast a lingering look at her son. "I assume you're quite starved as well?" she asked, her tone laden with double meaning.

Mrs. Foster looked at her with warm affection. "We're having an entirely vegetarian menu today. If it's not to your liking, I can have the kitchen whip up something else in a heartbeat."

Marina smiled. "It's perfect. The vegetarian dishes here are the best I've ever had."

Mrs. Foster's smile deepened. "Then I'll call you every week. You can come over whenever you're free."

Carson placed a piece of food on Marina's plate. "This is your home. Why wait for a call? Just come whenever you want."

Marina shot him a sharp look before turning back to Mrs. Foster with a gentle nod. "I'd love that."

Seeing that the young couple had completely made up, the tension drained from Mrs. Foster's face, leaving her visibly relieved.

After lunch, Mrs. Foster went to rest. Marina and Carson lounged around the study for the afternoon. As dusk approached, Marina finally said her goodbyes.

She had driven herself, so Carson walked her out to the courtyard gates. Just as she turned to leave, he caught her wrist, yanking her back against his chest in a fierce embrace.