Divorced But Not Defeated The Military Queen’s Rise Again novel Chapter 263

Chapter 263 A House Of Heroes

Chapter 263 A House Of Heroes

But the desperate craving in his kiss robbed her of the strength to push him away.

At last, after what felt like an endless plunge, he broke the kiss. Gasping, he rested his forehead against hers and whispered in her ear, “Quinn, please–don’t abandon me.”

She let out a soft laugh. “You silly man, why would I ever abandon you?”

He pressed his lips into a thin line, then muttered, “Exactly. You never will. No one on this earth could possibly love you more than I do.”

Another sleepless night left its traces. The next morning, as Quinn and Laura arrived at the bidding session, Laura eyed the high–collared blouse hiding Quinn’s neck and teased, “Rough night?”

Color rushed to Quinn’s cheeks. Julius, she reflected, had devoured her like a starving beast, insatiable no matter how much she surrendered; more than once, she half–suspected he had dosed himself with something illicit.

Her stamina was formidable, yet by dawn, her limbs felt ready to fall apart. Then again, there would never be anyone else; Julius had told her she was his first, and she believed him.

“Tell me,” Quinn asked under her breath, “is it normal for a man, once he’s had his first taste, to want it all the time?”

“Probably.” Laura thought of Weston. Back when she had dated him, once the two of them had crossed. that line, he had been equally uncontrollable, respectable façade by day, ravenous predator by night.

Wait a second.

“Hold on—you mean Julius has never… been with another woman before you?”

Quinn answered with a nod, and Laura swallowed

So it’s true. Julius Whitethorn–of all men–had never slept with anyone before Quinn. That’s far more innocent than I ever imagined. If I told anyone, they’d never believe me.

Laura patted Quinn’s shoulder with mock solemnity. “You have my sympathies.”

The gesture made Quinn burst into giggles.

“When this wraps up, come with me to church,” Laura said.

“The church? Why?” Quinn asked.

“To pray and ward off bad luck,” Laura replied.

In just a few short days, she had run into Weston three times twice with Harlan, which was totally unfortunate.

Laura had chosen a celebrated church in Jexburgh.

They had just gone in and sat down when a shrill voice cut through the hush. “Quinn Bridger, what on

Thud!

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