To Be Yours Again-Chapter 281 Over with

*MONALISA*

He pursed out his lips.

What kind of drugs is he on anyway?

Let’s just get this over with.

Arching a brow, I reached up and touched Lorenzo’s cheek.

His breath hitched.

I swept my thumb over his jaw and slowly brought my mouth to his.

The second our lips met, the strangest thing happened.

Pulsing waves of heat unfurl inside me, starting at my mouth and then rippling down my body, tingling in the tips of my breasts before traveling even lower.

His lips were warm, too warm.

Was he burning up or something?

My lips parted on their own accord, and Lorenzo took full advantage by sliding his tongue inside.

When my tongue tangled his,he made a low, growling noise in the back of his throat and the erotic sound vibrated through my body.

Immediately, I’m hit with a jolt of panic that spurred me to break the kiss.

I suck in a shaky breath.

"Now, get some sleep?" I was trying to sound unaffected by what just happened but the slight wobble in my voice betrayed me.

Lorenzo’s eyes are molten.

"That wasn’t enough.” His hand cupped my cheek and I leaned in for another kiss.

It felt so incredible.

As his tongue slicked over mine, I stroke his cheek and God! That’s a big mistake because the scratchy feel of his stubble on my palm intensified the pleasure already wreaking havoc on my body.

His face is strong and masculine and sexy.

The sheer maleness of him triggered another burst of need.

I needed more.

I didn’t expect to but damn it!

I need more.

With an anguished moan, I angled my head to deepen the kiss and my tongue eagerly explored his mouth.

Maybe hungrily too.

Andro thread his fingers through my hair and tugged me closer.

One powerful arm curling around my hip to keep me in place.

My breasts are now crushed against his rock-hard chest and I can feel the wild hammering of his heart.

His excitement matched my own.

The raw, husky groan he released tickled my lips and sent my pulse careening

Something’s happening to me.

I just don’t want to stop kissing him.

He’s too addictive. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

And even though this might have started with me somewhat in charge, I’m no longer in control.

Lorenzo’s mouth moved over mine with skill and confidence that stole the breath from my lungs.

When he nibbled on my bottom lip, I felt an answering tug on my nipples and pressed one palm to his chest to ground myself, to try to keep from floating away in a mindless cloud of pleasure.

His hot lips leaves mine and travelled along my jaw line, dipping down to my neck, where he planted open-mouthed kisses that left shivers in their wake.

I heard a tortured whimper and I’m startled to realize it came from me.

I’m desperate to feel his mouth on mine again.

I thrust one hand in his hair and brought him back to where I needed him but the dark strands are too short to grab onto.

All I can do is pull his head forward, which summoned a low chuckle from him.

Somewhere in the back of my head, I wondered how he suddenly has the energy to kiss me like this.

“Aah.” He grunted in pain, and I immediately disengaged from him.

“Are you okay?”

“Huh, I think I moved too much.” He replied.

“You should get some sleep.”

“Kiss me again.”

I eyed him and then he closed his eyes to finally get some sleep.

Sighing, I tried to get some sleep as well, my whole body tingling from his kiss.

I only kissed him because he’s sick.

He kind of needed it.

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At the middle of the night, I woke up feeling something hot against me.

Lorenzo was burning up.

I quickly stood up from the bed and hurried out of the ward to get the doctor.

Was it due to the surgery?

Was the pain too much for him?

I sometimes hear of people who end up having complications after a surgery.

It sometimes leaves them in a critical condition.

After getting the doctor, I watched him filled up Lorenzo’s drip with some fluid.

I’m not a medical person to know what that is.

“This will bring down his temperature. It’s not serious so you don’t have to worry.” The doctor assured.

I wasn’t worried.

I got back into the bed again and stared at him as he slept.

I slowly brought my hand to his soft hair and ran my hand through it.

Is he really who I need?

Is he really different from the rest?

Would he never change towards me?

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“Should we wake them up?”

“I think we should wake her up so she would give him enough space to sleep.”

“They look so adorable.”

These voices pulled me up from sleep.

Opening my eyes, I realized that my arms were wrapped around Lorenzo and he was fast asleep.

I quietly retracted my arms from his body and when I sat up, I gasped seeing my family.

“Hey, girl.” My brother began, winking at me.

I hurriedly got off the bed.

“Good morning, guys, when did you get here?”

“A few minutes ago. We didn’t know if we should disturb your peaceful sleep.” My dad said, smiling sheepishly.

“You two should stop acting strange. We only shared the same hospital bed.”

“Who’s arguing with you?” My dad asked, laughing.

“Mona.” Lorenzo called, sleepingly.

“Now, you’ve woken him up.” I hissed.

“We’re sorry, my dear. We didn’t mean to disturb your Prince Charming.”

I gasped.

What the hell is wrong with the two of them?

I walked back to the bed.

“How are you feeling? Do you need me to call the doctor?” I asked.

“I’m fine but I’m so hungry. I can finally eat today.” He replied, excitedly.

“I’m sure there’s a list of what you shouldn’t eat at the mean time...”

“Hmm-hmm.” My dad cleared his throat.

“We’re still here, guys.”

“Oh, good morning.” Lorenzo greeted.

“We wanted to check how you’re doing. You scared us, man.” My dad said.

Lorenzo grinned. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to be, we’re so glad that you’re okay now. At least, Mona wouldn’t have to worry too much.”

“Dad...”

The doctor walked in and I temporarily forgot what I was going to say.

“How are you feeling today, Lorenzo?” He asked.

“Better than yesterday. I’m famished.”

“You can start eating today.”

“What can he eat for the mean time.”

“Well, soft cereals, mashed potatoes, plain toast or bread, plain crackers, plain pasta, rice, cottage cheese, pudding...”

“Seriously?” Lorenzo muttered.